The Lusts of Broken Minds

AN: I personally think this chapter is a bit slow at first, but it gets better at the end.

Chapter 4: No Title...couldn't think of one.

Sir Integra sat at her desk, her fingers tapping a rhythm on the desktop. She knew she had paperwork to get done, but her mind kept wandering to the events of the prior night. Slender fingers were run over her wrist, the memory of the bloodied wound coming back to her. She was puzzled by two things. The first was who could have done such a thing without even rousing her from her sleep. The other was the way that Alucard had reacted.

"He's never acted in such a way before. He truly seemed concerned." Her words were mumbled to herself. Although the memory was a bit hazed, she could still recall how her little pet had cleaned all of the blood off of her. Had she more strength, she probably would have stopped him from cleaning the blood that had smeared on her thighs. She shivered at the thought of what he had done. She had liked it though, which was the part that scared her. She didn't need those kind of feelings for Alucard. "It will only get me hurt."

Sir Integra's thoughts were interrupted as a knock sounded on her door. "Come in."

One of the captain entered her office, saluting as he stood before her desk.

"Sir Integra, we are ready to move out on you command."

"Well then move out. I want the Freak and it's ghouls eliminated."

"Yes Sir."

As the man left Integra lit a cigar, trying to calm her nerves. "I don't like this."

A smile was placed on Seras' lips as she walked the halls of Hellsing House. For the next two weeks she didn't have to deal with ghouls and guns. She was wearing a frilly pink skirt that swished at her knees and a light pink shirt to match. But she had no shoes on. When she bought the outfit, she had forgotten that she only owned boots.

Seras hummed as she walked the halls, not paying much attention. She bumped into Walter as she turned a corner, accidently knocking him down. "Eep, sorry Walter." She watched as the Angel of Death readjusted his monocle and lightly dusted himself off.

"It is quite alright Miss Victoria, may I ask where you are headed to?"

"Oh, nowhere in particular. I'm just wandering about." He sent the girl as smile, seeing that her mood had improved. "Would you like to accompany me to the kitchen. I must make Sir Integra's evening tea and would like some company."

"Sure." Seras locked arms with Walter and they walked silently to the kitchen. As Walter began to prepare the tea, Seras sat down on the counter top, her legs swinging back and forth.

"You seem to be in higher spirits today Miss Victoria."

"Yes well, my headache has lowered in intensity. Plus I have the next two weeks off. Although I can't leave the compound, the break is still nice. No ghouls to worry about."

"Well that's good. We were getting worried about you."

"We?" Seras was a bit confused. Who else would worry about her? Most of the other soldiers still saw her as vampire scum.

"Yes, Alucard and I. We noticed a shift in your personality."

"I haven't really noticed." Seras smiled and shrugged lightly, glad that her master was worried about her. It showed that he actually cared. "I haven't really noticed."

Alucard's usual grin was in place as he walked through the large, empty park. Gunshots could be heard as the troops shot through the ghouls. But he wasn't worried about them, he wanted to find the freak vampire. The Freaks still weren't much sport, but he enjoyed blowing their heads off, or their hearts out.

His crimson eyes caught movement to his left. His hand reached into his coat, pulling out his Jackal. Alucard closed his eyes and extended his arms, aiming with his hearing. One loud shot rang out and a moment later you could hear the scream of the vampire as it turned to dust. "Die freak scum."

Alucard about faced and began walked past the other Hellsing members, occasionally killing a few ghouls. He would walk to Hellsing, not exactly wanting to see his master. She would probably shoot him for the actions of last night, although shooting him wouldn't o much.

He had never been able to taste so much of Integra's blood. Halfway through the cleaning, the cloth became useless, only smearing the blood further. He grinned and absently licked his lips. He longed again for the feel of her silky smooth inner thigh as he ran his tongue over the warm flesh, lapping up the spilled blood.

He wondered if Integra actually remembered what she had done at that point. Her slim fingers had curled in his hair, a small moan escaping from her lips. He had never seen her react that way. But he would find that answer out another time. Right now, he would have a talk with Seras.

Seras has wandered around the Hellsing compound all night and quite frankly, she was bored. At the moment she was sitting on the table in her room, staring at the bucket of ice that also occupied the table. With a sigh she picked up the blood packet and tore a corner off. She hesitated. Just drink it. She closed her eyes and downed the contents quickly, letting the sweet liquid flow down her throat.

She hated the fact that she enjoyed the taste. She growled at herself and set the pail and empty bag on the floor. She laid down upon the tabletop, her bare feet resting on a chair. Her eyes closed and she began to sing. It was an airy song that she had learned as a child.

The light that was shining above her, over her closed eyelids, was soon blocked out. She wrinkled her nose and then opened her eyes to see Alucard. She smiled. "Hello Master."

"Hello Police Girl." He watched as Seras sat up, bringing her face close to Alucard's.

"Master, I was wondering what this ordeal thing is."

Alucard grinned and reached a hand to his fledgling, gripping lightly as her pulled her off the table to stand, noticing the warmth of her hands. "You've been drinking your blood."

"And you've been avoiding my questions," she smirked, "You always do that."

"The ordeal is something that changes your unlife. It unlocks your strength, allowing you to gain your powers,"

Seras began to walk forward, causing Alucard to walk backwards. "And I do want to be powerful for you Master." As Alucard's back pressed against the wall he knew something wasn't right.

"You do?"

"Oh yes Master. I know how you like powerful things."

Seras ran her fingers in circles over Alucard's chest, feeling the warmth through his shirt. She looked into his eyes, crimson meeting crimson.

"You're powerful. I can become powerful. We'd be a perfect match."