Illness
by: Alucard's Bane
Disclaimer- I don't own Hellsing and blah blah blah
Hi there and welcome to chapter 10! I may not be updating as much as my home schooling days have started again, but I will try to continue.
Chapter 10
Alucard released a low growl as he tossed and turned in his coffin, unable to find a cool spot in which to lie and fall asleep. It had been a few hours since his brief respite to the roof and upon his return to his quarters, had found Seras beside herself with worry at waking and finding an empty coffin. He had, of course, explained where he had gone and had simply told her that she had fallen asleep and he did not wish to wake her.
In the meantime, Integral had come down while all of this was going on and had found it to be quite amusing. He growled again as the spot he had found suddenly grew uncomfortable and he once again shifted his position.
"Can't sleep, Alucard?" Integral was sitting in a small chair that Walter had brought down for her, cigar smoke drifted up to the ceiling.
"I really wish you wouldn't smoke those in here." he muttered. "I hate how they smell..." he pushed open the lid to the coffin and sat up.
"I'll do as I wish to do, Alucard." he growled and crawled out of the coffin, appearing behind his master and snatching the cigar from her hands, placing it in between his index finger and thumb. Integral scowled at him. "Give that back, you bloody monster!"
"No," he grinned and pressed the cigar between the palms of his hands and when he opened them back up, it was gone. "Don't you know that these things are bad for you?"
"DAMMIT ALUCARD!" she shot up out of the chair and stood at her full height. She suddenly stopped when she saw the playful smirk on his face. "You must be feeling better..."
"A bit, yes..." he grinned and sat down on top of his coffin. "Any luck with that journal?" he jerked his head in the direction of the little leather book sitting on his table.
"No, as I've said, the last entry is missing..." she arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't know anything about your condition?"
"Ask me no questions and I will tell you no lies." Integral snorted, apparently, he was feeling better.
"All right then, Alucard. We'll play your little game." a small smirk lit her face. "Tell me what is wrong with you."
"Nothing. Yet everything, Integral." she sighed, again with the riddles. "You have three guesses."
She growled and sat down in the chair, crossing her legs. "Is it the seals?"
Alucard shook his head and his grin grew wider. He did so enjoy games. "No, but you are on the right track." he watched as Integral's eyebrows furrowed, trying to think of another guess.
"Is it my blood?" she watched as he shook his head again. "Well, then what?"
"Ah-ah, you must play the game right, Master...one more guess."
"Fine...does it have something to do with..." she stopped as something suddenly made itself known to her. "It's your slaves, isn't it?" she looked at him, he was sitting stock still, just staring at her. She had hit the nail on the head. "Your souls? They're doing this to you?"
"Yes,"
"You can't control them?"
"No..." he muttered, he shifted his gaze to the floor and then looked back at Integral. "Since you, for lack of a better term, neglected to take care of your pet," he watched her twitch at the word 'neglected'. "The seals didn't have the full effect, and my slaves didn't get put back on the shelf properly. Not to mention that the war was the first bit of exercise they'd had in a while."
"I see." she lean back in the chair. "So they want out?"
"Sort of..." she could tell he was fumbling around for the best way to describe it. "It's like...indigestion..."
"Explain"
"When you released the seals, I released my souls gradually at first, remember?"
"How could I forget."
"Well, when you replaced all the levels of the seals so quickly, you crammed them back into me, and then, you forgot to feed me your blood...which has added to the effect of 'soul indigestion'..."
"I see. I think. Let me get this straight. Your souls are basically trying to fight their way out of you, which is having adverse effects on your body."
"Yes, exactly. They all want out at the same time..."
"I see. So how would we go about curing this indigestion?"
"Purging." he watched as she arched an eyebrow, then continued. "If I let enough souls free, then I will eventually get better. But if I stay as I am..." he trailed off and just stared at her in silence.
"They'll tear you apart from the inside and out..."
"And I will die," a heavy, oppressing silence fell onto the room.
"That will not happen, Alucard," Integral stood up and knelt down beside him. "I won't neglect you again...tell me how to do it. Tell me how to make you better."
"It won't be easy." he complied as she grabbed his wrist and tugged on it, meaning for him to stand. She let go of his wrist and let his arm drop back to his side. She started for the doorway, stopped and looked over her shoulder.
"Is it ever easy?" Alucard smirked and followed his master out of the doorway.
TBC...
OKAY! That was chapter 10...I hope you all like it, and mebe I'll have the next one up soon? Soo...hot...116 and going up...I live in mississippi and the humidity is killer. XX
If I could run around nekkid, it would help immensly. Does my southerness show up in my writing? plz let me know. And to celebrate the tenth chapter, if any one can guess my age correctly without asking and without looking at my profile or anything, I might be able to poke my sister into drawing one lucky winner a fanart of their choice.