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Chapter 2: "First Day on the Job"

"But-"

"Alucard, for the last time, no! You are going and that is final!" Integra stood, glaring hard at the vampire sulking before her.

After a short silence, Alucard grinned insanely. "Isn't it going to be in sunlight, though?"

Integra's lips twitched slightly in a millimeter smile. "I have already taken care of that. You shall be working inside, so you can't use that excuse. Besides, I didn't know you feared sunlight."

That got him. His blood-red eyes narrowed a fraction. "I don't fear the light of day," he hissed. "I just hate it."

"Good, then. You'll have no qualms about working in a few hours."

Alucard stood silent. "A few hours," he repeated, growling.

Integra nodded and turned her back to him. "The sun's going to rise in less than three hours. I suggest you sleep or drink before you go." She turned back to him, fixing her glasses. "Either way, you're getting out of my hair now. Go, Alucard."

The vampire smirked slightly, bowed and phased through the wall.

"Damn vampire," she cursed, lighting a cigar.

Alucard satin his chair, glowering at the thought of his Master. How dare Integra think she could get the best of him this way. She would regret it.

Turning slightly, he stretched out, lounging like a big cat. Long fangs glinted in the soft light as he yawned, a look of boredom crossing his features. So he was being a bit. . .overly stubborn. There was no way he was giving in without a fight, no matter what the cost would be.

After a couple of hours, Alucard's eyes blinked open with the sound of soft, yet determined footsteps. His usual Cheshire grin spread across his features as the door flew open. Silhouetted against the brighter light from the hall, Alucard couldn't see his Master's features, though he knew all to well the glare that adorned her face.

"Let's go, Alucard," she said grimly, turning. Alucard stood and practically glided after her.

"You didn't have to walk all the way down here, you know," he purred softly, walking a bit closer than usual. "You could have just called. I would have heard you."

Integra stared straight ahead, not gracing the vampire with an answer. Blood-red eyes narrowed and he leaned closer. "I would have come, too," he whispered, long dead air brushing against her neck. The Administrator of Hellsing twitched slightly and turned, the gun she usually kept hidden pressed against his forehead.

"Back down or I will make you back down," she said coolly. The No Life King raised his hands as his form melted into the shadows.

'Come now, Integra. Are threats like that really necessary?'

Integra growled between clenched teeth. "With you, yes." She replaced her gun in its holster. "The sooner we get there, the sooner we get home and the sooner you can go back to skulking in the shadows or whatever the Hell you do while I sleep." She could feel the air around her shift slightly, molecules speeding up with his excitement.

'You think all I do is stay in darkness?'

Integra ignored him and continued to walk, her shoulders squared against him. Alucard's eyes narrowed to slits when she refused to answer him. Sighing to himself, he completely vanished from the hall, only to appear at the door, waiting for Integra.

The Leader of Hellsing continued walking as if he had not even been there.

After a bit of a struggle and a few well-placed threats of silver going some place unpleasant, Alucard was finally on his way to the blood drive. Instead of his usual way of travel, Integra insisted he ride with her to the building. Leaning against the tinted window, he closed his eyes, a soft murmur escaping his lips as if he were talking to himself. Integra glanced over at him, but said nothing. He almost looked peaceful, the typical grin gone. In its place was a frown of concentration as if he were planning a way out. After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke.

"Just what are you thinking, Alucard?" She normally wouldn't pry in his business, especially when it came to him thinking, but the sensation he was giving off perturbed her. Alucard opened his eyes and glanced at her curiously.

"Of course, you would want to know," he answered, glaring at her condescendingly. She looked a bit taken back before glaring at him just as hard.

"I have every right to know," she snapped, arms tightly crossed against her chest. He grinned insanely at her, glasses slipping down to stare better at her.

"I suppose you do," he murmured softly, staring out the window once more. As if he had forgotten the exchange of words, he stayed silent. Integra's temper simmered softly as she waited half-patiently for him to answer. When he didn't, she glared coolly at him.

"Are you going to answer me or just sit there?"

Alucard jumped slightly and glanced at her before returning his attention to the trees that flashed by. "Answer you what," he asked.

The cigar in Integra's mouth almost slipped out as her jaw hung. She quickly caught herself and leaned back, looking wearily at him. "You test me, Alucard," she warned. The vampire looked once more at her.

"And you don't test me," he answered swiftly, smirking. Integra simply stared at him. Noticing that she had nothing more to say, he turned back to stare out the window, a secret thanks for the tinted windows running through his mind.

As they pulled up to the building, Alucard's anger seethed silently. He could sense the anticipation, fear, minute pain, happiness. . .it infuriated him like nothing else, but he kept his usual mask of coolness on. Integra slowly got out of the Rolls Royce and stretched slightly, smirking at Alucard as he sulked in the car.

"Are you coming or must I drag you," she said, chewing roughly on the cigar. He slowly got out of the car, and stood, towering over Integra. She nodded her head slightly and walked towards the doors. The swung open, admitting both the human and high-strung vampire. As soon as they entered, Alucard felt his senses jump. The heavy scent of blood on the air drove him mad and he wished nothing more than to stay there forever. Integra's eyebrow rose as she stared at the blood-intoxicated vampire.

"Problems," she asked, smirking at his predicament. Alucard growled at her as he tried to compose himself.

"You know what's wrong, Integra," he hissed, snapping his fangs at her name. She suppressed a laugh. Deep down, it shocked her that she was finding enjoyment in his torment, but kept those thoughts to herself, or so she thought.

'I know you find enjoyment in this, but please. . .try not to laugh.' The sarcastic remark flitted through her mind, a small tone of hurt along with it. Integra felt herself frown slightly as she stared at Alucard.

"Keep out of others' minds today, Alucard," she warned and turned as a nurse walked up to them.

"Hello," the nurse said, holding out her hand that was not occupied by a clipboard. "I'm Mrs. Clare Dauber the Head Nurse." She smiled as Integra shook her hand. "And you must be Miss Integra Hellsing and Mr. Alucard," she finished, fixing her glasses. The dislike Alucard felt for her was immediate

'You can't possibly expect me to work with her,' he growled softly to Integra. 'She's far to. . .annoying. . .'

Sir Hellsing glanced amused at him, her eyes telling all. Alucard glared daggers at them both. "Horribly funny, Integra," he muttered.

Clare smiled densely at them. "If you're ready, Mr. . .I don't think you gave a last name."

"He just goes by Alucard," Integra answered swiftly before the vampire could even open his mouth.

Clare nodded her head slightly and wrote swiftly on the clipboard before smiling back at them. "Right, well, if you'll me, Mr. Alucard. . ." She turned and started walked down the pristine, white hall. The vampire glanced around before turning in the nurse's direction.

'I'm going to murder her.'

"Don't even go there, Alucard." The No Life King growled and stalked after the nurse, thoughts of death forming faster with every step he took.

"Okay, Mr. Alucard! Now, Miss Integra Hellsing told me that you know how to draw blood." She turned to him, the same opaque smile on her face. Alucard stared intently at her.

'Nicely done, Integra,' he thought sourly. 'Draw blood. . .' He nodded his head slightly.

"I've had practice," he answered smoothly.

She wrote something else on the clipboard and handed him a list. "These are the people you'll be drawing blood from today." Alucard scanned down the list as she talked about how to 'properly' draw blood. 20 people. The vampire grumbled softly. Blood from 20 people and not even a drop to taste.

Clare walked him over to a gurney. A small stand with needles, antiseptic, gauze, and bandages stood off to the right. The set-up looked hastily, yet well done. "And this," she said, waving her hand. "Is where you're working. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!" She turned to leave, but stopped and glanced back at him. "Oh, and one more thing. Miss Integra Hellsing has informed me that you have a bit of a, well, drinking problem? I'll have to ask you to not drink while on duty." She smiled at him, waved, and walked off to yell at some hapless worker.

Alucard watched her go and had to grab his hand so as to not kill her. A drinking problem, was it? He had no drinking problem! Sighing slightly to himself and looked at the first name on the list. A Mr. Sean Price, age 27.

Someone in front of him cleared their throat and his head snapped up. A man that looked more like a teenager than anything else stood fidgeting slightly. He wore black kaki pants and a loose short-sleeved cotton blue shirt. His blonde hair was spiked with a few black streaks. Alucard scoffed silently at him.

"Sean Price, are you," he snapped, anger wavering slightly. The man blinked azure colored eyes.

"Last time I checked," he answered. Alucard growled silently to himself. Pompous son-of-a-

"And you are?" The question shook Alucard from his thoughts. He debated for a quick second if he should kill him and say the guy never showed up, or just answer.

With the lights of kindness and intelligence shining over his head, he went with the second choice. "Alucard," he said. "Though you don't need to remember it." He motioned for the man to sit on the cot-like bed. Sean moved over and sat down, giving the vampire a bored look.

"Let's get this over with," he said, sighing heavily. "I have to do this for work and I would really like to get home soon. You know, T.V. and such," he finished, watching the vampire clean his arm.

Alucard rolled his eyes slightly. 'I don't want to be here, either, but you don't hear me complaining,' he thought to himself. Grinning, he grabbed a syringe.

"Then let's get this over with," he said, laughing softly. Sean's eyes went wide as the needle expertly moved towards him. A scream of mixed fear and pain escaped his lips as the needle slid into his arm.

Clare ran in a few seconds later. "What is going on in here? It sounds like you're murdering him!"

Alucard looked calmly over at her from where he was leaning against the wall, Sean passed out on the bed. A single unit was filled and placed neatly on the metal tray. "He doesn't like needles," the vampire said, suppressing a grin.

"I dare say he doesn't," the Head Nurse grumbled, checking the man over. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, she proceeded to revive him. "On the next person, please warn them when you're going to start drawing blood."

"I would have tried, but he didn't stop talking." Clare sighed and walked out with the now awake Sean. Alucard watched them go, a slight satisfaction filling him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad working here. He licked a few drops of blood off his fingers. Not only would he get dinner, there were shows to go along with it. He laughed softly and looked at the next name on the list. Oh yes, today was a good day after all.

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