BLAHHH I wrote this last minute... god, this is never going to end! I keep expanding it!
Thanx to Britomartis and Dan... CAWS kick some serious ass!
DISCLAIMER: no I don't own the CAWS either... if I did... I dunno, don't ask MUAHUHAUA…
I am so serious, next chappy and it's DONE!
I slumped on the chair with a very guttural grunt.
"Oh, zat's very attractive…" Pip said sarcastically.
I mumbled something intelligibly.
"You ok?" Jake asked.
"Don—don't yell please I'm right here…" I said with a wave of my hand and my eyes closed. The headache.
"I'm… not yelling…" he answered with a frown.
"Shhhh…" my head fell on the table. ".. ow."
"Someone got plastered yesterday, eh?"
"Jake… why… are… you yelling…" I almost moaned.
"Call me next time, girl… I was feeling like getting aled-up last night too…"
"Why—why … yell…?" I continued to mumble.
"You'll get arsholed with her in no time weez zees game she starts…" Pip said, ignoring me.
"What game?" Jake also ignored my hand waving in the air gesturing for them to shut up.
"Oh a drinking game she taught me... it goes like zees; everyone takes a beer and stand in line one beside ze other in front of a table, oui?…"
"Shhh… please… whisperrrrrr…"
"—ze beers go on ze table and each person gets a spoon weez salt on it—not too much..."
"Salt?" Jake asked.
"—oui, and zen, to ze count of 3, everyone throws ze salt in ze bottle so ze foam starts coming up, up, up—."
"Don't say foam or beer please… please…"
"—so you have to drink ze foam weez your hands on your back; you can't let ze foam hit ze table... if you do, you 'get it'…"
"Get… what?" Jake was a bit confused I bet.
Silence.
"Get what, girl?" Pip turned to me.
"Uh…." I put my head up slowly.
More silence. I looked at Pip, then at Jake.
"Dude, if you need to get punished to not spill the beer, you don't deserve to play my game…" I blurted out with half lidded eyes.
"She has a point…" Pip said with a serious face and a nod.
"Stop talking about beer, guys…"
"When can we play the game, girl?" Jake asked with a big smile.
"Never… I'm not drinking… ever again…" I said with a murderous glare.
"Yeah, right—so Sunday?"
"Where is Seras?" I asked Pip, my eyes still heavy.
"With Hellsing…"
"Hmm… I need to talk to her…" my voice sounds all throaty.
"You need black coffee, luv…"
"No, no… soup, I need soup… oh god, I want soup…" I closed my eyes almost feeling the taste on my tongue.
"Anyroad, thanks for the drinking tip, dudette…" Jake stood up to leave.
"Here you go…" Pip offered his tray to Jake so he could take it away. Lazy ass.
Jake glared.
"What… want to patrol Sunday, oui?"
Jake sighed and received the tray. What a bully this merc is.
"Good chap…"
I scoffed. I raised my head from my arms.
"I'm gonna go to my room for a bit…"
"To do what, girl…"
"I'm dying Pip… I need rest… and soup."
"You know who you talking to, beach girl?"
I looked at him. Damn. Sometimes I forget he's my Captain.
"Pip… I can't focus…"
"C'mon, I'll make you sweat it all out!"
"No… no please—ah!"
A big pull made me almost fly in the air and off the chair.
"What's with people and pulling, god!" I shook my arm away from his hand. "Ok, ok I can walk on my own!"
"You won't get out of zees one…"
"I want something if I win..." I stopped and crossed my arms.
"Name your price..."
I looked at him for a few seconds. Then looked around. "I want the Aussie... I need a sniper—my squad... needs a sniper..." I grinned devilishly.
"Deal."
"Hey…" we both turned to our left side as we heard the greeting.
A grunt escaped our lips as we saw where it came from.
Brendon.
"Hm…" yes that was my answer.
I saw Clay's blue eyes move to Pip. But Pip wouldn't move.
"I'll see you at the gym, Pi—Capt—Sir…" Damn, I'm not too sharp today.
"Awright…" no, he didn't sound too happy.
Ooh, ugly glaring.
"Can we talk?" Clay asked softly once the merc was gone.
"What about?"
"Um… what happened that time…"
"Nothing happened… just, cause and effect… you got violent with me, cause, and I felt like cutting off your finger, effect…"
"You were overreacting, I never hurt you--."
"Do I look stupid to you? I don't wait till I get hurt to react."
"I was not going to hurt you."
"I still see your finger attached to your hand… overreacting would have been if I was wearing it as a pendant…"
He stared at me as if he couldn't believe what I had just said.
"I think you don't wanna talk to me now or ever after that…"I said smiling.
"Do you see what he's doing to you?" he whispered.
"He is doing something to me? Hmm… is it good cause I don't feel anything—"
"You were never this vicious before."
"Oh, I can be vicious… and I can be sweet… can be crazy or very very sane and grounded… it's just me. Maybe if you weren't so busy thinking about how to control me all this time, you would've known that this is how I am… now get out of my face."
Before he would say something else I left. I didn't want to listen to him. He is dead to me. And I'm not talking Alucard-dead here.
I walked to the gym but before going inside I saw Seras walk by.
"Seras!"
"Hey!"
"Quick question…"
"Hm?…" she walked toward me.
"Girl, did you tell Pip about… you know…"
She just looked back at me. I pointed at my canine.
"Oh! No, no, why?"
"I have a feeling he knows… or the thing is going around…"
"Why?"
"A weird conversation we had while sparring yesterday… he would go from talking about your Master to talking about—that time in my room when I told him that I was seeing someone besides Brendon… I dunno maybe I'm being paranoid…"
"So you think he was making a connection?"
"Yeah… not like I don't trust him, but…"
"If he knows, he won't say anything… he likes you, he won't get you in trouble…"
"Just checking; did you tell him?"
"No, I swear!"
"Ok… just checking… +sigh+ I'm getting scared… I think Brendon is planning something…"
"You think?"
"My intuition fails me very little… I felt something weird from him just now when I saw him."
"What
did he want?"
"I dunno… but I don't like his aura… not
one bit."
"Be careful…"
"I will… if you find out anything, people talking, whatever, let me know please…"
"Sure I will…"
"Ok, I'm off to hide from your merc…"
"Why?"
"I can't spar now… and he wants to… you never saw me."
"Ok." She chuckled as I walked away to my room.
Oh, I am glaring.
Dead Silence.
"Why." I almost hissed at the vampire.
"Hm?"
"Why are you giving me this?"
"Why not?"
Silence. My eye is twitching.
"I thought you were more open-minded and free-spirited." he said innocently.
"This is not about open mindedness—if you are insecure and feel you're not enough, this is not a solution…"
"What is wrong with a little variety?"
"Variety? We talked about this once vampire and you know I'm not into these kind of things—my preferences are very defined..."
His hands went to my waist and hastily turned me around, my back hitting his front.
"What-what are you doing?"
"You haven't even tried it…"
"What the—get—what's wrong with you! Not here!" I whispered.
"Why not?"
"Uh… people!" I whispered again.
"When have you ever cared before?"
"I am feeling pressured Alucard and I'm not liking this…"
"Let's… just… try it…"
"Let's… what the hell do you mean let's? No, no, no you want to watch… that's different…"
"That would be nice too…" He grinned wickedly again.
"I said NO. I can't believe you brought me here for this…"
"Is it the color?"
Death glare and silence.
"I will ignore this last comment."
Silence.
"You do need this…" he said in a serious deep voice.
"Excuse me?"
"You know you do."
"I don't need it, vampire—I thought you had a little more pride—why would I need one if you are around…"
"At times you can get a bit too… frisky on the… job…" He whispered.
Silence. I am about to kill him.
"Frisky?"
"Yes… maybe you could control yourself a little more if you burned some extra energy on your own…"
"Control my—oh no, control myself, vampire? Do I have to remind you what happened in the stairs two days ago?" I whispered in between teeth, almost on my toes to level with his face. "... you didn't even let me get to my room to—."
"Maybe we could both get a good use out of it, hm?"
Him? Well, that's something I would like to see.
Again he turned me around.
"Hands off!" I hit his hands.
I felt his arms almost around me, the deviant thing on his hand. He was not going to let me turn around this time.
"What the--."
"Just hold it--" he whispered.
"--Damn you… if people see this I will behead you..."
I had to I had no choice. I felt him looking around as he put it in my hand.
"It's—it's…" I was also looking around. "… it's too big for me, I can't believe you of all people couldn't tell…"
"It's fine—"
"Something tells me you were thinking about you and not my—damn, this thing is huge! I can't even hold yours properly—god, it's gonna hurt my-- ."
He slid my feet apart with his foot and I gasped.
"Hey!"
"Trust me it is better like this."
"God, you are insane, hurry up, then…"
"It will be overwhelming at first, but you'll get used to it…"
"No, I changed my mind, I don't want—."
His hand came around mine and squeezed.
(gunshot)
Silence.
Damn.
My jaw is a bit dropped. That's a big hole right there.
"Wow…" I whispered.
"Hm?"
"I—uh, wow…"
"See… I knew you'd like it…"
"I—uh."
"It is not a gun technically, so don't feel guilty…"
Silence.
"That felt quite nice…"
"Enjoy…" he let me go and walked away from the booth.
(gunshot gunshot gunshot)
"Oh, I love this thing—whatever it's called…"
"C.A.W.S, milady, C.A.W.S." he said into my mind.
I smiled and took another shot.
"I'll call it something else… I don't like that name… oh by the way, I need you to fix that hole in the stairs your pretty little gun left behind… next time let me get some RAID…"
(gunshot)
Amazing! My shoulder doesn't even feel the recoil! And damn, what a hole!
"… hello Chloe…" I whispered looking at the weapon. I felt his chuckle tickle my mind.
Aw... a gift. What a sweetheart.
I have been reading about my new weapon all day. Wow, it seems like it's not a common one. I wonder where he got it from... it was discontinued or something.
(knock knock)
Shit I hope it's not Pip wanting to spar... I'm so entertained with Chloe here...
"Hm..."
Yes, you can tell by my reaction who it is.
"Hullo..."
"Brendon..?"
Silence.
"Please let's talk..."
"Leave me alone, there's nothing to talk about..."
"This was a terrible misunderstanding..."
"Ok, lets see... uh, you questioned and implied stuff about my private life, which is not your goddamn business; you accused me of treason; you were physically violent to me and called me a whore. I think I am entitled to fucking hate your guts..."
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper..."
"Oh yeah and I will forget about it and wait till you slap me around when ever you get moody again. No, Clay; don't insult my intelligence. If someone is a threat to this organization right now, is you. With those little tantrums and a gun who knows what you can do..."
"I deserve every name you want to call me... I know what I did, but—."
"No buts, just yours out of this building..."
"--please let me talk--."
"Get lost."
"Let me in, let's sit down and talk..."
"In? No, say what you're gonna say right here."
"It was you who put a knife to my hand—and you are afraid of me?"
"You deserved it."
"Please let me in and let's talk."
"Say. It. Here."
"It will take long—."
A short whimper made us stop the argument. A pair of doggy eyes looked at me in the sweetest way, accompanied by another short whimper. Hm. The doggy was sitting on its back legs, tail moving from one side to the other, right beside us. I grinned internally.
"Hi doggy..." I smiled warmly and bent down to pet the doggie's head. I smiled even wider as I caught the true color of those doggy eyes.
I stood up again and looked at Brendon.
"Ok, come in..." I said and he did, not after looking at the dog with a weird expression on his face. "... you too doggy..." I said sweetly, looking at the dog come inside my room, moving that tale of his happily. I almost laughed out loud.
The doggy jumped on my bed, making himself comfortable. Again I smiled at the sight.
"You don't fool me..."
I turned around. I knew it, his aura says it all. His tone was tense.
"What about?" I played innocent and went to sit on the bed, beside the dog.
"I don't trust you, if I am honest..."
I frowned.
"Excuse me?"
"You can't be up to anything good with the vampire..."
Silence. What the hell?
"I don't... seem to follow, Brendon..."
"A pet vampire... please..." he said and walked closer to my bed. "... no one likes to be a slave; less someone like him. He's up to something and he's using you for his end... if you are not already working with him..."
I began to laugh.
"Dude, you are imaginative..."
"Am I?" he walked to the bed again and as he was about to sit, a growl made him get back.
"And terribly judgmental." I looked at the dog beside me and then at him. "... he's very possessive about this bed... he loves it, you'll have to excuse him..."
He ignored the dog again and proceeded to glare daggers at me. I took some more air to speak.
"You can go to Hellsing and tell her your little theory if you want... but tell me when you're going so I can stand behind the door and hear her laugh her ass off."
"Or maybe you just like to get fucked by the daemon..."
"Stay..." I heard Alucard's whisper in my mind. I was about to get my knife from under my pillow.
"Oh yeah, with all that stuff he can do, can you blame me if I am curious?"
He was turning a bit red. I felt a cold nose smelling my cheek and an abnormally cool animal body resting half on me. After a little lick, the dog's head rested on my chest.
"I think you came here to tell me your little theories and blackmail me... I am still curious about what you want in exchange..."
More glaring from him. His eyes went to the dog and then to me. He tried to walk closer to the bed once more but again the doggy growled.
"Where-where did you get that dog from..." he asked with a frown.
Hm... now he's interested in the dog. I wonder why.
"I dunno, it walks around the place sometimes... I fed him once and he keeps coming back... isn't he cute?"
"Thank you..." the vampire said into my mind.
As I was looking at the doggy I saw his head snap toward Brendon and growl louder. My head also turned violently to the man.
"He's up to nothing good, milady... and he seems to have proof of our doings..."
"What are you doing?" I asked Clay suspiciously, but not moving up or even flinching.
"I don't think it will be convenient for you if Hellsing knew about you fornicating with her vampire..."
"Well, well... he has audio recordings... how outré of him..."
Silence. My eyes went as big as saucers.
"What the fuck have you been doing around my room..." I asked, scratching the dog's chin, my voice sounding low and angry.
"What do you mean..."
"Where did you hide it..." I am about to go completely feral on the guy.
He stared at me a bit surprised.
"Answer me, where did you hide the fucking recorder..."
His eyes are getting bigger.
"Oh, now I get it..." I said with a smile, again the cold nose sniffing my neck. "... and Alucard is using me, right? You think I will be your bitch to shut you up?"
"Milady, I am impressed... I wasn't aware that telepathy was contagious..."
He was silent, anger in his face, the veins of his forehead about to pop out.
"I recommend you throw that crap out... if you know what is best for you."
"Hm... I believe it's showtime..."
"Not too flashy please... I don't want to mop up his piss off my floor."
I saw Clay's body jump off the ground a few centimeters, backwards, a look of panic on his face.
I caught with the corner of my eye four more eyes added to the doggie's head, slowly opening and closing a bit out of sync, glaring and I mean glaring at the blonde man in front of us.
"You're... devil... bloody—." Clay began to walk backwards, clumsily and hastily, towards the door.
"Get the fuck out of my room and get rid of the stuff... be sure you destroy those tapes.. . you don't wanna get Casulled or Jackalled, or whatever; he is very imaginative when it comes to hurting people..."
Brendon's hand wasn't doing a good job in finding the door knob as his back touched the door.
"Who is who's bitch now?" I mumbled to myself with a devilish grin as he finally exited the door. "Should we worry about him?"
"Leave it to me... he won't dare..."
"Ok, I guess I'll trust you..."
I felt more licking from the doggy. A little too much and traveling to sensitive parts.
"Ah, ah , ah... no, not like this..." I scolded him.
"I can't help it, milady... the smell of power and imperiousness is so inviting..."
"Not like this!" I pushed the dog away. "AH! Don't let me see you changing—I'll kill you!" I put my hand over my eyes.
"I am hurt..."
"Are you done?"
A tackle. A playful laugh from me. And lots of fun stuff afterwards. DAMN! He wasn't kidding; 'power and imperiousness' DO turn him on.
No, not in his dog form, I don't go that way.
I wanna get my hands on those recordings... hmmm...
WHAT!... don't look at me like that!
Wheeeeee! yeah, an improvised chappy... if it sux, sowy...
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