Yay I'm back...
God, last week was horrible. But I am trying to get up to date with reading other stories and writing mine. Thanks a lot for those emails of support. Made my day, really. They put a smile on my face. Things are still not as good as i would like them to be but hell... can't complain at least I am alive and have no missing body parts.
Ok, on with the thing!
"Dude get off… we're outside!"
"There is no one around…" the vampire purred.
"Your powers get all sucky when you're distracted so I'm not relying on them…"
I looked around, my hand on the white earbud headphone.
"I wonder if people can hear this from outside."
"Already checked for that, milady; have a little faith on the walking fossil…"
"I dunno… maybe lower the volume a little—ah!"
A squeeze from a chilly leather gloved hand on the inside of my thigh made me jump. I tried not to, but a wicked chuckle left my lips.
"Stop it Alucard!" I scolded in between chuckles as I pushed his side playfully. He had the biggest grin on his face. "… where are we going?"
"The gymnasium."
"What for?"
He looks... concentrated on what we're listening to through the headphones.
"I quite enjoy it when you get this loud…" huge grin.
"Whatever—ow!" The cable that held my earpiece and his together tightened too much, pulling painfully at my ear. He held his white earbud in place, not wanting to miss any sound coming out of it.
Silence. More of our listening. I tweaked the thing in my ear to improve sound quality.
"Mmmh… I really like it when you do that…" I purred with a grin as I continued to listen. We were getting closer to the gym so we better start behaving. His hands had been a bit too restless since I put the damned earphone on him.
I took a lighter and a cig out of my stocking and lit it. As I took my first puff and let it out I felt his eyes on me.
"Your bed is quite loud…"
"Yeah, I've tried anything and everything." More listening. "… damn, I'm loud…"
His bare fingers came to my mouth; before taking the cigarette away, he caressed my lips suggestively. My answer to this gesture was a flick of my tongue directed to the tip of his middle finger. He growled at the moist contact. I chuckled.
"Stop turning up the volume!" I whispered angrily.
"But I want to listen—."
"You
have like superhuman hearing; it's weird enough we are sharing
headphones; we don't want people listening to this…"
I
retrieved my cig from him and inhaled the smoke, getting that buzz I
always get with the first cigarette of the day. He took this time to
stealthily move his open hand under my skirt and grab my ass.
I jumped and squealed.
Then proceeded to kick him.
"Zere you are… always kicking people…" Damn, I hope he didn't see anything. We came face to face with the mercenary.
"Nice to see you too Captain."
"Mr. Alucard." he saluted mockingly with his hat.
"Bernadette." A mocking greeting back at him.
And with that, Pip continued on his way out of the gym as we walked in.
"What are we doing here again?" I asked softly looking at the vampire.
"Patience draga mea, patience…"
I shrugged internally and continued to walk with him.
What's the freaking mystery?
Another jump of mine… and a squeal.
"What's your fucking deal today with my ass!"
"I'm comparing sounds…"
"I'm not your goddamn piano I told you already."
"Hmmmmm…."
Is he checking me out?
"Are you ok, vampire?"
"Have you realized your uniform has been fitting differently?"
"Shut up."
"—a little tighter on the hips—."
"—Walter is loosing his touch with the laundry that's all…" I brought my skirt lower.
"He is?"
"—or I'm getting fat—."
"Oh no not at all, milady… " he purred a little too close.
More listening. I ignored him. My hand went inside his coat to get the player and lower the volume a bit. As I did this, my hand brushed almost innocently a sensitive part of his.
Dangerous little games being played in public; but I guess that listening to ourselves do the nasty through shared earphones can do this to us.
"Are you really that misinformed of the changes your body is going through with our doings?"
"Old wives tale, vampire; my body changes because I abuse of food and drink… don't flatter yourself…"
"Well it looks quite… localized, to be mere food and alcohol… and rather arousing…"
"Behave, this place is always packed…"
Last night, Alucard 'confiscated' the audio tapes Brendon was going to use to blackmail me. But we decided to take a peek and listen before disposing of them.
A peek.
The peek turned into now listening to the third cassette in the saga; Clay organized, labeled and wrote descriptions on each tape. Lots of tapes. Talk about anal. I don't want to trash them… I want them in my ipod!
"Brendon, Brendon... I bet he had to listen to all of them to get so organized..." I sing-songed.
"And I'm very sure he enjoyed every minute of it..."
A soft click was heard. Then the beginning of a discussion we had on religion about a month ago.
"... Boring..." he sing-songed and I fast-forwarded it a bit with a chuckle. Play. There are the moans again. "... 3... 2..." he mumbled and in 1, a loud moan, more like a scream of mine almost made me go deaf forever.
Ok, now he better take us back to my room cause I'm going to jump on him... he just came.
On the recording of course.
As I was putting the little player on my belt I felt the vampire stop.
In front of someone about to carry some dumbbells.
In front of Brendon, giving us his back, about to carry some dumbbells.
As the blonde man turned around and met the tall vampire's gaze, the heavy thing almost slipped out of his grasp.
Silence. I'm confused.
A few seconds of scared blue eyes looking at devilish reds.
"G-good evening..." Clay said, his voice almost breaking.
"Good evening Brendon." the vampire said casually. "... everything alright?"
"Yes, sir..."
"Pardon me?"
Clay turned to me after the vampire said this last thing, his teeth gritting, jaw muscles twitching. Then his eyes went back to Alucard.
"Y-yes... Master." The blonde guy corrected himself.
Silence.
Master! What. the. Fucking--
I can't laugh, I can't laugh... oh please don't laugh, girl.
"That is better... carry on..." the vampire sing-songed. "... oh, I'm sorry, are you thirsty, my dear?"
Alucard turned to me.
"I'm fine—I mean... yes, of course..." I answered.
The vampire looked at Brendon who handed me a shaky water bottle. I inspected it overdramatically.
"Unopened?" I asked.
"Y-yes."
"Ok, I'm happy then..." I grinned.
"Very good... now carry on..." the vampire said this last thing turning to him.
We continued walking.
I'm going to piss my brief-shorts.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh, oh god I can't take it..." I whispered as we slowly exited the gym. "... what the hell did you—."
"Sh... sh, sh..."
This time I came into the earphones.
"Ah… so beautiful..." the vampire said with a wide grin.
"Damn it—tell me what you did to him!" my smile was bigger than the gym.
"Hullo!" a happy Seras said in front of us.
Damn! Can't find the volume thingy!
"Hey girl, what's up?"
"I was going to go get you—what are you two listening to?"
"chopinthedoors."
Yes, we answered at the same time. I'm kind of sweatdropping.
Well, it was more like a strange phonetic hybrid between Chopin and The Doors.
Cho-doors.
The-pin... or something like that.
Anyways it confused the hell out of Seras.
"The-the doors... making a cover of... Chopin..."
I tried.
"Oh..." Seras was still confused. "... oh well, see you later then! Bye Master!"
He nodded at her and we finally were out of the place.
I yelped as I felt the vampire pulling me to a dark corner just exiting the gym. One leather-gloved hand under my ass and suddenly my legs left the ground, wrapping around his waist. He kept walking with me, my back expecting to feel a wall against it. To my surprise, after a little dizziness, the wall my body came to rest against was one in my room. Damn, teleporting has to be one of his coolest powers.
After my body hit the wall with a thump... he slowed down. My hands began to get busy, shedding him from his jackets and shirt, his hands clawing at my stockings, earphones still in place. The shirt of my uniform was being unbuttoned by invisible fingers; his thingies already making my boots hit the floor. His lips came to mine, already parted, his tongue seeking mine. I lost contact with his lips but never with his tongue. That tongue of his swirled around mine with all those 500 plus years of experience, his parted lips refusing to come in contact with mine yet.
Damn, this kiss must look so hot, too.
Funny how thoughts materialize right in front of our eyes. In that moment, the door opened.
"—oh…kay! Let's get this started-- +yelps+ I'm sorry—so sorry—."
I stopped kissing him and looked at the door. Seras disappeared and closed it with a quick bang.
He growled.
"Shit I forgot I was going to play DDR with Seras…" I mumbled.
"Well, she will first have to review her manners if she wants to…"
I clicked my tongue.
"It's ok, I told her she could come in whenever she wanted—."
"Well, what if we would have been in another kind of a situation? I don't think it is very considerate from her to just come in when she knows by now I could be in here with you…"
He sounds… kind of annoyed.
"Don't scold her for this… she had my permission."
"It is not polite to barge into someone's room, period."
"You do it all the freaking time, so who scolds you?"
"It is different… she doesn't have abilities I have to know when she can come in or not—."
"Your argument makes no sense whatsoever… even at times when I didn't want you in here you would appear sprawled on my bed and you know it…"
"Ah, but I knew that deep inside you didn't mind, draga mea…"
His tone was still annoyed.
"Don't scold her for this… it was not her fault, we always lock the door and this time we forgot…"
He tilted his head with a serious face, his tongue playing with one of his fangs I could see by his slightly parted lips. He is still serious. I think he will snap at me or something.
"I will do what I think is convenient to do…"
Ooook, that meant 'back off'.
I looked at him in silence. Well she is his daughter.
"Fine… one thing though…" I said with my index finger raised for emphasis. "This… is my room… and I make the rules here, even if you don't like them."
Silence.
"She has my permission to come in as she likes… just so you know this."
He just continued to look at me, his head tilted. There was a little staring match between us and then he looked away, his hand squeezing the outside of my thigh.
"Just have her leave before midnight…" he mumbled.
"She will leave when we are done and she wants to. It's her free day."
My legs left his waist and landed on the floor. I had to get everything ready to play with Seras. As I turned around to say something to him... he disappeared.
I smell another fight. One of those real ones.
"Oh no you didn't!" Seras said, her body rocking back and forth as her chuckles escalated to a laugh.
"You had to see his face when your Master opened his other eyes... dude, he scared me; I thought he was either going to have a heart attack or piss on my floor..."
More of her laughing.
"But I have to say that Master behaved..." she said still chuckling.
"Well, he wanted to do something flashier of course... but he needed permission from Hellsing for what he had in mind... you know, the seals and stuff..."
Silence.
She looked at me silently. I looked back in an inquisitive manner.
"He—he told you about that?" she asked softly.
"Mh?"
"The restraints?"
"He was vague about it, but yeah, kinda..."
Silence.
"Sometimes you... tell me things that don't match with the image of him I have in my head..." She said with a soft frown.
"I know the feeling because at times I feel the same way."
Silence.
"Wow..." She looked at me still with that frown, then looked away again now with a little smile. "... Master has a girlfriend... never in this lifetime..."
"He does?" I asked incredulously. Her eyes snapped my way, kind of glaring at me. "what—oh—oh!--ME?"
"Uh... yes."
"No no no no no, I'm not his girlfriend!" I chuckled nervously. "... I don't think that word exists in his vocabulary."
"You are more in denial than I thought."
"I am NOT his girlfriend..."
(knock knock)
"Guess who..." I sing-songed as I walked to the door.
She started making geese sounds. I opened the door.
"Hullo...luv..." Pip said as his eyes studied me in 'luv'. "... is it cold in here or are you just happy to see me?" I'm going to have to put my bra back on for these high schoolers.
"Up here, merc." I said snapping my fingers near my face.
"You usually answer the door in your underwear?" his eyes were buried almost under my white beater and my shorts. The other three idiots were doing more or less the same.
"What?" I said and looked at myself. " ... underwear? What do you think I am some old lady?" I asked confused.
They walked in still looking.
"And it's contagious!" Pip turned to Seras. "Hullo police... woman I should say."
"Shut up Pip!" she said very very blushed. She had more or less a similar outfit. Though she kept the bra on. Playing DDR can get really exhausting and we didn't want to get our uniforms sweaty.
"Keep it down, we are talking here..." I said calmly.
Hm... Chris is here again; Since when Pip hangs out with original Hellsing personnel?
"I will dedicate zees game to white little shirts and shorts..."
"Funny mercenary... keep it up and the closest to Tekken you'll get is me kicking your French ass publicly in the gym."
"Ooohh—Sir!" Jake stood at attention all of a sudden. Pip was glaring at him.
"Will you please..." the merc said obviously not appreciating his attitude.
"Sir!"
We saw them get comfortable in front of the TV. When they were into the game we continued our chat.
"Did your Master say something about you coming into my room?" I asked in a lower voice.
"Well..." she spoke softly and trailed off.
"I knew it... he was an ass about it..."
"You know how he is..."
"Yes... an ass..."
She shrugged.
I sighed. "Girl you have to stand up to him a little too."
"But he's—."
"No no no, he will do as much as you let him." she continued to look at me in silence. "... I'm not saying to go and snap back at him or give him the finger like I do, but let him know he's being unfair at times..."
"I'm scared that he will like me even less..."
"'Less'? You're his blood, how can he not like you?"
She shrugged again.
"Yeah, I know he does like me..." she continued in a very low and almost whiny voice. "... but he's so..."
"Yeah I know..."
Silence.
"So has Clay said anything after that time?" she asked looking at the TV.
"About last week's scare? No... actually he sees me and gets as far away from me as he can. He's a coward. I thought he was going to fight back or regain his dignity, but nah. I know 'you know who' gave him another scare; but I haven't been able to get it out of him... yet." Silence. "Clay's calling him Master... damn it's hilarious... I wonder why, man…"
There was another round of laughs from us.
Chris is looking at me a lot. What's the deal?
(knock knock)
I jogged toward the door. It's the vampire, I can tell.
"You are going to catch a cold, my dear." I felt a mental purring as I opened the door. The vampire saluted me with his hat. Oh such decency. He puts up a good show."... don't you think you should wear a little more clothing around the Geese?"
"This is how I dress. If they don't like it they can leave. And that goes for you too."
" 'Not liking' is not the issue here."
"There's no issue, period." He walked pass me, looking me over.
"At least a brassiere?"
"Shut up before I feel like having chronic 'headaches' for a month."
What the hell is he doing here anyway?
He went to the only chair in my room and sat there, crossing his legs elegantly, being eyed carefully by the geese, but not by Chris. I guess he must be used to Alucard. He has been with Hellsing for more time than Pip and the Geese.
He was silent most of the time, watching carefully how they played. Then things between Pip and Seras began to get heated, as always. They also have their spats once in a while. I like how she snaps back at him. It's a whole new police girl, he he.
"Police girl, I think it's late; you should get some rest..." Alucard said as he looked at the others play.
"M—Master I want to stay a little long--."
"Police girl." he said a bit more commanding. I looked at him with narrow eyes.
"Y—yes, Master..." she said sadly and stood up. I walked with her to the door, gave her a hug and closed it as she left. I went to my bed and rested my back against the wall, right in front of Alucard and looked at him like the ass he is.
"You are so unfair to her... you very well could have sent her to bed quietly in her mind... not in front of everyone..."
"Do not tell me how to treat my fledgling; if I can't comment on your wardrobe, do not even think you have a right to tell me how to talk to Seras."
"Does she need to cuss you out so you can respect her? You have some serious problems vampire."
"Are we having this discussion?" his tone sounded very annoyed.
Dangerously annoyed. His eyes just got bigger.
"Never mind then..."
He kept glaring at me and then suddenly the TV shut down.
"Shit-fuck!" Pip said.
"I was winning, damn the thing..." Jake said in between teeth.
"I'm tired guys, let's continue tomorrow..." I said still looking at the vampire.
"Let's see; I can feex eet--"
"Pip, I'm tired please... tomorrow."
The vampire was still sitting on the chair, glaring daggers at me, and vice versa.
Oh, there were going to be fireworks in seconds.
"Awright... uh—bye then..." the mercenary said and pushed the others feeling the tense situation, I guess. I think he caught us glaring at each other.
We waited for their steps to fade out completely.
"What are you trying to do?" the vampire asked in his characteristic voice, but not his characteristic face. He was being sarcastic but no grin was present.
"I am not trying anything. I am telling you that you are unfair to Seras."
"And what exactly makes you think I will consider any outside opinion concerning this matter."
"I don't give one if you consider it or not. I am just telling you what I think."
"You think you can do a better job than I can with her? Do you even have the decency of asking me why I treat her like this?"
"I would like to know too because I don't get it. But if it upsets you so much, then I won't say anything else, don't worry..."
"Do you think you can make her a better vampire with your human tenderness and understanding?"
"This has nothing to do with humans and vampires Alucard..."
"Maybe if I hug her and kiss her pink tears every time she fails a mission or almost gets someone killed will do better than actually letting her figure it out on her own, mh?"
He stood up and walked closer to me.
"You don't get it--"
"No, you, do not get it. Have you seen what grief does to her? Have you seen her in agony or fear?" Silence. " ... she paralyzes, turns into useless piece of animated flesh like you called me once—!"
I stood up. "You are so unfair how can you speak about her—."
"You have seen it... she digs a hole in the ground and hides! She becomes weak, and you know I hate weakness! I will never let a fledgling of mine be weak! And you can't confront weakness with more weakness. It will only kill her later on..!"
"Being there for her is not weakness, Alucard! Being understanding and talking to her is not weakness! Call it a human trait or whatever the hell you want! You don't fool me; you go through things like this too… or have at some time! It is only natural!"
He came close to me, almost nose against nose. "Natural?... I remember you in fear—not being able to speak, dying or believing you were... and not a tear rolled down your face! Not one! With a knife in your stomach, and you stood up and walked away! She is a vampire, a true Nosferatu, has my blood in her, why in the name of hell can't she be like YOU then..!"
Silence.
I looked at him in silence. It must make him feel weak too.
He stepped back, irritated. I hope he doesn't leave. He can be really evasive when spilling information he shouldn't. Like now.
"Is that it? You're mad because according to you, a human is stronger than a fledgling of yours?"
Silence.
"I am getting so frustrated with her..." he almost mumbled, still irritation in his voice, his back to me. His pacing was still present.
Silence.
"Give her time. I do understand your point. But everyone learns differently. Try another way—I'm not saying to kiss her and hug her... maybe don't scold her so much, a little more attention... talk to her, I dunno..."
Silence.
"I would offer to help, Alucard, but..."
" ... you have nothing to gain here... " he 'finished' for me. I frowned.
"I can't believe you just said that..." I whispered. He looked at me. "... not everyone acts in their self interest all the time. I don't care what you think..." I felt… hurt. How could he think this of me? But this was about her, not us. So I had to bring her back to the discussion. " ... yes, she still clings to her humanity so try and treat her like a human until she adapts..."
Silence. He shook his head softly.
More silence.
"At times like this I wish you were—." he mumbled, his eyes pierced into mine… hurtfully? He trailed off. I waited but nothing else came from him.
Why do I feel like I did something? But I haven't done anything!
I felt the air not filling my lungs suddenly. What did he mean with this?
"It is your choice to shift those paradigms you have about 'those like you' and 'those like me'... but I do tell you something..." I stopped in front of him before entering the bathroom. " ... if you want to teach her, first understand her... then you will know how to proceed in the best way for her... not everyone works the same way…" Silence. "... and as a parenthesis, it seems I am not the only one bottling up questions…"
"It is not a question…" he whispered closer to my face. "… it is answers… and I won't answer an unuttered question…"
Silence. God this is getting so complicated.
I went inside the bathroom and prepared my bath. As the tub filled with water and I put some lavender smelling bubbles in it, I felt a weight on the air.
I opened my mouth to say something casual, but his gloved hand squeezed my side. I turned serious again and closed my mouth. He was going to say something… non casual.
Silence.
"I lost everything once... a long time ago." He whispered sadly. I felt a pang in my chest. "I will not let it happen again... this is why I need her to be strong..."
I guess it's his way of caring about her.
"I am being called." he whispered.
"Alright..."
And then he was gone.
I sighed. My mind went back to that look and what he said. How can a single question hold so much?... damn my pride; yes, it is pride that wont let him ask the dreaded question...
Oh no... I am sounding like a girlfriend...
Damn… too much bubble powder… shit!
Angstyyyyyyyyyyyyy… I don't even know under what to put this story… I mean what genre… +shrugs+ oh well…
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