1Chapter Six: Welcome to America (Then it's good bye again)

A private jet. Seras was amazed that Sara had one. In fact, most vampires had them, faster and safer than transportation over water. Faster anyway, and smoother. Besides, if a plane went down over the ocean it would be the exact same as if a boat went down over the ocean.

And it had everything you could want. It had a room with a pool table that automatically leveled itself as long as the plane wasn't diving strait down.

Lui watched, putting some chalk on the end of his stick, as his brother lined up on the cue ball. It was an interesting variation of pool, designed for three or more people. Basically, every time it was your turn you switched what balls you shot at, and at the end of it whoever had scored most won.

Right now Kyle was leading. He always was. Came with being the older brother.

"Congratulations again man. Love is not something vampires find very often." Kyle commented, as Johnny scored another point for himself.

"Thanks. So what do we do now?"

"You and Seras?" Johnny asked, repositioning himself around the table.

"No you idiot, us as in me, you, Kyle, Sara, the vampires in general."

"That's really up to Sara you know." Kyle said, laughing triumphantly when Johnny missed the next shot.

Lui walked over to the table and took aim carefully, "Ya, but she listens to us more than any other master I know listens to their underlings. Besides, I thought she might have told you."

Kyle shrugged as Lui sank two balls with one shot, "Nothing you wouldn't expect. Tighten security, put extra wards on Washington, stuff like that. Not really much we can do, since we have no idea where they produce these FREAK chips. And besides, that's not the entire problem."

Lui sighed, and lined up another shot, "You don't have to tell me. If you recall, it's my job to go out and silence any fledglings that refuse to do things the easy way. Which has become an alarmingly large number."

The American missed, and Kyle took his spot at the table, easily making two shots in quick succession, "Basically, vampires are starting to fall apart as a race. You get fangs and your eyes turn red suddenly you can take on the world. It's sad really."

"Hey." Seras said, as she was included in the group of new vampires.

"Not including you. Alucard made a good choice in choosing to turn you." Kyle commented, making another shot. In fact, after a few seconds he was so far ahead that there was no possible way for the others to win. When he got to this point he gave his turn up to let Johnny and Lui battle for second.

"Are things different in America?" She asked, a little shyly.

"You have no idea." Lui told her, watching his brother intently, nodding when he missed.

As Johnny watched his brother take aim, he told her, "We don't have any Hellsing or Iscariot looking over our shoulder. Basically, it is the land of the free. Sara is the oldest of the American vampires, but even she only controls a small section of the country. It's simply too big for one vampire to control, unless it's like Alucard or someone about as powerful."

"So there are more of us there?"

"Lots. Europeans got good at hunting real quick, so vampires flocked to the new world. Of course, they didn't know 'Moon Hunter' was already there." Kyle told her, watching his two brothers play for second fiercely.

"'Moon Hunter'?"

"That's my real name."

They all turned when the older vampire walked into the room, "I picked up 'Sara' because it was common and it blended better. I was a vampire hunter, since there were some roaming around the country when I was alive, but I ended up getting turned. Ironic isn't it?"

Johnny sank the last ball, and Lui hit his head on the side of the pool table repeatedly.

"Looks like I win again bro. You suck at pool."

"Shut up Johnny, you didn't win either."

"No, but I beat you Romeo."

Lui smiled and held his pool stick like a staff, "You want to go?"

"Bring it on!"

Sara sighed motherly as Kyle and Johnny began to fight with the pool sticks, "I would try to stop them, but it would do me no good."

"Why not?" Seras asked.

"Because I was always end up grabbing a pool stick myself and fighting them."

Kyle nodded, "Ya, last time she left both of them on the ground, beaten and bloody. They were still pulling out splinters a few days later."

Seras didn't doubt it. Still, it was rather funny when the two started talking like three year olds.

"Sara! Lui hit me!"

"Nuh-uh! He hit me first!"

"No I didn't!"

Sara walked over and hit them both in the head, muttering some words in some language none of them knew. But they understood the meaning. Stop it and shut up.

"And she's put up with this for well on sixty years. Not to mention the few hundred with me and Lui. Sometimes I find it amazing that we're still alive."

"And you should."

"This is your captain speaking, we will be landing in New York shortly. If you will all return to your seats..."

Kyle and Johnny nearly jumped off the plane when it landed, "Home sweet home!"

Sara was off next, gone in the next second to take care business. Lui strode off the plane last, with Seras close behind. She looked in shock at the buildings, so tall they made the ones in London seem like play things, toys.

"New York, the gateway to America. I'll take you to my place." Lui told her, walking towards a motorcycle.

"Um, ok."

He got on, then motioned for her to get on behind him. She did so, unsure of what was about to happen.

"Put your arms around my waist. And hold on tight."

She did, and he started the bike. He smiled at the evilness of what he was about to do.

He took off as fast as the bike would go, doing a wheelie in the process. She screamed into his ear to stop, but he didn't till they zoomed out of the parking lot and into the street. But he didn't slow down, he sped up as he wove between the traffic. They heard random shouts of anger and standard road rage as they zoomed between the cars.

Then he started to slow down, coming to a stop in front of a small, three story building with a large unlit neon sign on the front. He put down the kick stand, and said, "Seras, we've stopped moving, and I would really like to breath now."

She let go of him slowly, and got off the bike on unsteady legs, "Lui, if you ever do that again..."

"I told you once I drive bad."

"It wasn't that it was bad driving, but come on, you were going to kill us both!"

"Ya ya ya, I've been told that before."

"By who?"

"Everyone who's had the distinct pleasure of riding in or on a motor vehicle with me at the controls. So anyway, what do you think?" He asked, motioning to the building and walking forward. He started searching his pockets for the keys.

"You live here?" Seras asked in disdain. The place looked, well, bad. It just had a look of general disrepair about it.

"Hey, don't judge a book by it's cover," Lui told her, finally finding the key and unlocking the door.

"Wouldn't it have been easier to phase through the door and unlock it from the other side?"

"You can't. Ward against it."

"There is?" She asked, stunned.

He replaced the key in his pocket and walked in, "Like I said, don't judge a book by it's cover."

Seras walked in, and shook her head in disbelief. This place was so Lui it wasn't even funny.

A bar lined one wall, and there was a big screen tv hanging from another one, with couches forming an arc around it. Huge speakers were scattered around the room, and there was a stage where bands could play, as well as what Seras thought was the most complex stereo system she had ever seen. And a dance floor in the center of it all.

He lived in a bloody club!

"Wait, I thought you said you lived in a bunker of some kind. Remember, you said you blew it up when you came to visit..."

"Summer retreat. This is where I stay when I'm on duty. Which basically everyone is now." Then he saw her wander over to a large section of wall, which was covered in guitars and pictures.

Seras looked quizzically at them. Lui, yes, but also lots of people she didn't recognize. She stopped on one, examining it closely.

"That's me and Eddie Van Halen. I always knew he would go places." Lui told her, smiling. He pointed to another one, "Battle of the Bands, that's me with the original Metallica. Over there is me with Ozzy Osborne. Ah, this one is a gem."

Lui directed her gaze to him and four men. She stared at them, they seemed familiar.

"Come on, if you don't know who these guys are you don't deserve to call yourself British."

"Is that the Beatles?"

"Ha, and it only took one guess. Yep. I have pictures and autographs from almost every rock and metal band that went on to make a name for themselves. Come on, everyone has to have a hobby."

Seras laughed, "Only problem is you have lots of hobbies."

He laughed and plopped down on the couch, turning the tv on. He switched it to the news, and watched intently. Seras joined him, standing behind the couch.

"Reports are still coming in. It seems that a force of what can only be described as vampires decimated London and the surrounding areas. Videos of brutal mutilations and drinking of blood are surfacing even as we speak, along with this footage recovered at the scene. It seems to show... Well, just watch..."

Lui sighed as they started playing what looked like a home video of the initial attack. He didn't need to see it to know what it was like. He had seen real vampires do an attack like this on a fairly large town in Northern France, a last ditch offensive by the Nazis.

"God..."

Lui turned it off and rubbed his temples. Not good. Not good at all. The greatest strength of the vampire was it's anonymity among the living.

"I guess it's to be expected. You can't attack the capital of one of the leading European nations and expect to go unnoticed. This will cause problems. I don't know if the vampire race can survive another Inquisition, not with the technology people today have. The council will have to meet soon."

"That's been bothering me, what council are you talking about?" Seras asked.

"The Council of Nosferatu. A group of the most powerful vampires from every nation, together to discuss the future of vampires as a whole."

"Alucard never spoke of it..."

Lui chuckled, "Because everyone on the council hates him. Many of them push a millennium and a half, Kyle has told me some are as old as three thousand years. However, here comes this cocky, arrogant, proud blood sucker, barely a few centuries old, who can suddenly kill all of them. Alucard may not be the oldest, but he is truly the No Life King of the Undead."

He looked up, and saw Seras had a few silent tears running down her cheeks. He stood up and hopped over the couch, brushing one of the small droplets away, "What is it?"

"I miss him." Seras told him.

Lui felt a pang of jealousy, but it was gone in a moment. He understood the bond between Seras and Alucard, as it was the same between him and Sara. He would miss his former master if she left as well. But he felt it was more than just that. He suddenly understood the problem.

He embraced her, saying, "That's not all of what's bothering you. You feel guilty for not being able to protect Integra and Walter. You feel guilty for not saving your friends from death. You feel guilty that you couldn't keep all of those people from dying. And I'm telling you now, there was nothing you could've done to save them. There was no way that you, a single person, vampire or not, could have hoped to fight off an army alone. Alucard couldn't have saved them if he was there. It's not your fault you survived and they didn't."

She didn't know why, but these words seemed to lift a weight from her shoulders. She whispered to him, "Thank you. But still, all of my friends, my teammates..."

The British vampire cried silently for a long time, images of the soldiers of Hellsing flashing into her mind. Gone, all of them gone...

She silently asked for forgiveness, for not being able to save them. And in the back reaches of her mind she almost heard voices telling her it was alright. She felt at ease suddenly.

Lui put a hand under her chin and raised her face to look at him, "Feel better?"

She smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"Good, because we've been standing here a good hour and a half."

Her jaw dropped, and he chuckled, "Doesn't time fly when you aren't having fun? Come on, dawn will be in a few minutes. Bath room and general living area is downstairs, I'll show you."

NEXT DAY 6:30 pm (Way early for vampires)

Lui stirred slightly as he heard a distant thudding. However, he didn't give it mind and went back to sleep. Until it happened again, louder this time. And it just kept happening, raising in volume and insistency each time.

Finally he angrily shoved the coffin open. Seras also opened her eyes wearily, "Who could that bloody be?"

Lui grabbed a pistol from the table and cocked it, his eyes almost burning with fury, "I don't know, but I'm going to make sure the point gets across that waking up a vampire is not a good idea!"

Lui walked up to his door, and flung it open just as the person was about to knock again. The man was wearing a black suit, and froze with his fist halfway to the door. He found himself confronted with a shirtless, infuriated American vampire, who had a gun pointed square at the man's head.

"Three seconds."

"Please, I'm agent Nathan Brown, CIA paranormal and supernatural research and investigation division."

"Then you should have known better than to wake me up at six thirty in the afternoon!" Lui shouted, a hint of sadisticness in the voice. He gave the man a goodbye wave, "You have two seconds to start running or I shoot you."

The man didn't turn, so Lui began to tighten his finger on the trigger. Suddenly a gunshot rang out, followed closely by another.

The second agent stood, wide eyed as Lui shot the bullet out of the air. The American aimed his gun back at Agent Brown, "Just leave us alone."

"We aren't leaving till we ask you some questions Luis Thomson." Brown said, trying to sound threatening.

He failed, "Well, if you don't leave right now you won't leave at all. How about that Nathan? Sound good to you?"

Suddenly a voice said from inside, "You aren't going to bloody shoot them."

Lui sighed and yelled back, "Correction, I'm not going to kill them. I'll just shoot them in the leg or something."

"Just let them come in and ask the bloody questions so we can go back to bloody sleep!"

The American rolled his eyes and walked back into the darkened club. Agent Brown motioned to his partner, and they walked in together.

They were startled to see a nineteen year old girl wearing a pair of pajama pants and what must have been the shirt the male vampire had been wearing earlier, glaring at them with possibly more anger than the other one.

"Can I offer you boys a drink before you die?" Lui asked, jumping behind the counter of the bar.

"Cut the act vampire. Like the lady said, you aren't going to hurt us."

"No," Seras informed them, gritting her teeth to show her fangs, "I said he wasn't going to kill you. If you don't have a bloody good reason for being here I'm going to rip your bloody arm out of it's bloody socket."

Brown's partner glared at the vampire, "Charming."

"Shut up Johnson. They're being quite civil with us. I'd like to start off by apologizing for the hour, but it's not exactly safe to come around asking vampires questions at night."

Lui nodded, pouring himself a small glass of something. He drank it, scrunching his face up at the bitterness of it, then blinked. He didn't remember what it was, but there was nothing better to wake you up, "Smart. Still, if we weren't so good natured you will still be in pieces."

"We know all about you Luis Thomson, and your little band of vampires. You control New York City, as well as the surrounding area. The government has kept tabs on your activities for a long time-"

"Don't I feel special. Isn't that against one of my rights?"

"- And we know you don't go around killing people. Sorry if I seemed rude before, it's just that I know your threats are pretty hollow."

"This guy has your number Lui." Seras said, chuckling.

Brown looked at Seras questioningly, "Though we have nothing on her in our records. Who is she?"

"My name is Seras Victoria." She said, yawning.

"She's my wife. Now then, if we could get onto business?"

Brown's eyebrows went up when he heard 'wife' but shrugged it off. He had heard a lot weirder, "Yes, you can probably guess why we're here. You've probably heard about the attack on London."

"We were bloody there." Seras told them, stretching and yawning again. It was too early for this.

"You were there?"

"Senior Officer Seras Victoria of the Hellsing- Late Hellsing Organization, at your service."

Both of the agents were shocked by this, "So they really do employ vampires..."

Lui, seeing the look in his wife's eye, told them, "They did employ vampires you mean. Hellsing is gone."

"Gone! Hellsing is gone?" Johnson exclaimed, "But not even the Vatican Section XIII can match them!"

"Iscariot doesn't have to worry about their base being overrun by a horde of FREAKs." Seras told them bitterly.

"Freaks? No offense, but you hardly have room to talk."

Lui shook his head, "No, FREAK stands for something else, but I can't remember exactly what. A FREAK is a vampire who has some sort of man made computer chip type thing implanted in their body, making them into artificial vampires. A FREAK chip."

Johnson was taking notes madly, "Do you know how it works?"

Seras shook her head, "We were never able to find a factory intact, nor any of the scientist alive. Whoever makes them is very, very careful."

"What happened exactly? How did the attack begin?"

"By a Judas in our midst. Someone with very intimate knowledge of Hellsing and Iscariot relations set up a meeting between Integra Hellsing and Enrico Maxwell, the leader of Section XIII. It was an ambush, both of them were killed."

The two agents exchanged shocked glances, "So Iscariot is without leadership?"

"Ya. We went in to rescue what survivors we could. During the battle, well, we destroyed most of the FREAKs in the city. Luckily the artificial vampires are little match for a real one, and you'll be happy to know that we have a very skilled force of soldiers."

"How many?"

"I'm not going to tell you." Lui told him simply.

"Then names would be out of the question too?"

"Why don't you use your magical X-Files powers and figure it out yourself. The truth is out there."

The CIA agents glared at him. He chuckled inwardly. Lui had been waiting a long time to say that.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Seras asked, rubbing her eyes lazily.

"No, we have all the information we need, thank you for your time."

Lui made sure he locked the door after they left. All three locks. Then he and Seras made their way back down, and slid back into the coffin, Lui shutting it.

This closeness with his love felt very good, but the American was restless. He knew Seras was deeply lost to her dreams, and didn't want to disturb her, but he couldn't sit in the coffin. So he began to phase away. Seras however, noticed his leaving, and asked groggily, "Lui? Where are you going?"

"No where. Go back to sleep." He told her, kissing her on the cheek before phasing out completely.

He went back upstairs, and plopped down heavily on the couch. He was tired, but sleep didn't come to him. He lay on the couch, staring at the blank tv screen, before deciding to turn it on. He used his mind powers to flip the channels lazily, not finding much good on. Until he found the beginning of a movie that made him chuckle.

"What's so funny?"

Lui looked, and Seras had followed him upstairs, the large blanket from the coffin/bed around her shoulders. She took a few steps more steps towards him.

"Monty Python and the Holy Grail."

"You know, I've never actually seen that." Seras informed him, smiling a little. He laughed, and she slid onto the couch next to him. He pulled the blanket over both of them, and thus they watched the insane version of the legend of King Arthur.

SEVERAL HOURS LATER

Lui and Seras were both sound asleep. Until that is, someone knocked at the door. The sun gone down a while ago, but Lui and Seras were still tired. They didn't move for a minute.

Suddenly the locks on the door undid themselves and Johnny almost kicked in the door, giggling when he saw them, "Am I interrupting something?"

"Yes, a good days sleep." Lui muttered threatening, throwing some random object at his brother, "Go away! The CIA has already kept us up half the day."

"The CIA? They came here to?"

Lui untangled himself from the blanket, falling ungracefully to the floor, "Ya, they did. Came asking about the attack on London. Oh, and Johnny..." The American's voice became very serious, "Don't just barge in here."

"Sorry, still getting used to the idea of you being married. Heck, the idea of you being with a girl at all. I was afraid you had gone..."

"You don't want to finish that sentence Johnny."

Seras went downstairs, trying to rub the blurriness out of her vision. Lui sat down on the couch, blinking away the sleepiness, "Well come on, what did you come here for?"

"Council gathering in two days."

"Wait, meeting or gathering?"

"Gathering."

Lui groaned and ran his hands down his face, "Dang it, that means I'm in charge until Sara and Kyle get back, and that's not for two weeks!"

"Correction, I'm in charge until they get back. You are going with them."

"I'm what!"

"They said you have to come, since you have your shadow powers. They said you could bring Seras, but you had both better behave yourselves. The council is not very fond of us anyway, and honestly I think Sara will kill you if you upset them more."

"I've heard that before."

"Hey bro."

Lui looked over at him.

"Good luck."

NEXT DAY

Lui grumbled as he watched his beloved home fade back into the distance. He had grown to sincerely hate the sight.

"At least you have a home to go back to..." Seras told him.

He turned and kissed her, "It's your home now as well."

"Hey, Romeo and Juliet."

They both looked up as Kyle approached, "It's my job to teach you how to act during the proceedings."

"But, don't you just go in, discuss the problem, come up with a solution then leave?" Seras asked. Keeping quiet would seem the appropriate course of action there.

"That's a council meeting. This is a council gathering." Kyle told her.

"Royal ball, just vampires instead of people."

"Pretty much. Alright, first off, refer to everyone as 'My lord, My lady, Sir, Mam, or your lord/ladyship'. You can only call equals by name, and believe me, you are very much out of your league with most of these guys. Another thing, don't start a conversation with a vampire older than you, speak only when spoken to. Be polite with everyone at all times. And if I so much as think you are planning one of your stunts, I'll rip you apart then burn you piece by piece. Got it?"

"This from the man who taught me everything I know. Ironic."

"Shut up Lui, if you screw this up we'll be in so much crap it won't be funny. The council hates us anyway, being the newest nation of vampires, a threat to there way of life. We don't need to give them any other things to hold against us. Oh ya, and you're both going to have to dress nice the entire time."

"Like my uniform nice?"

"Ya, sure, if you want to start a war maybe. I mean actual nice. There's some stuff laid out already. I hope you're ready for this."

LATER

"Presenting Master of the Americas, Sara Hunter. (Get it, 'Moon Hunter' was her Native American name, so Sara Hunter. I'm so clever)"

There was a general hush around the crowd as she entered the room. Many of the vampires glared. A few smiled though. So the Americans did have some supporters.

Sara wore a very dark red dress, simple in design but also giving off a sense of elegance that most royalty couldn't muster. Lui and Kyle wore matching suits, black tuxedo-esque type things, long tails that almost resembled capes. If they had made business suits in the middle ages, they would have looked something like that. Seras had a dress to match Lui, black with ruffled skirt (Not overly poofy though), and long gloves that came up to her elbows.

And about a hundred crimson eyes watched them descend into the room.

Lui chuckled, "I bet if you turned out all the lights it would look like Christmas in here."

Kyle elbowed him in the side, a signal to shut up. Quickly. Lui glared at him, "I don't even want to be here my lord, but if you recall someone here gave the order."

"Both of you shut up." Seras told them.

Lui grudgingly did so, but Kyle gave one final piece of advice, "Remember, stay on your guard. These guys can read you like an open book. Slip for a second, and you are essentially theirs. Got it?"

"You didn't teach me to be a fool." Lui told him, glancing around the room again.

"And look who my master is."

Kyle stopped Seras before she could say anymore, "You have to be very, very careful. They've been looking for a bargaining chip to use against your master for a long time. Believe me, if I had my way, you would be back in New York with Johnny."

"But Lui wouldn't leave me?" Seras asked.

The American smiled and shook his head, "No, it was me who pointed out to Kyle that you shouldn't come. Sara insisted that you accompany us."

"What? Why would she want me to come?"

"I'm sure she'll speak to you about it later if you ask. Oh Lui, look. It's your favorite person in the world."

He raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

Then he caught sight of an oriental woman quickly making her way towards them. The blood in Lui's face rushed from it, and he began to discreetly move away in preparation to run.

"Old girlfriend Luis dear?" Seras asked coldly.

"Heh, heh, heh, in a way." Lui said, continuing to back away, "Kyle, would it be bad if I shot her?"

"Yes."

"How bad?"

"You would be hung drawn and quartered, then the four pieces of you would be burned, your ashes submerged in holy water, then sealed in four blessed silver containers to be sent to four different places in the world."

"Lu!"

The American's eyebrow twitched, and he tried to phase away quickly, but the oriental woman almost tackled him, hanging onto his neck, "I am glad you are here!"

Lui struggled, and gave a pleading look to Kyle, who smiled sadistically and waved as the woman dragged him away.

Seras glared at her husband, "Who is that? And how does she know Lui?"

"Believe me, if it were up to him she would have been dust a long time ago. That's Keoko Ichitaki, daughter of the night to one of the oriental representatives. Korea or China, maybe Japan I don't quite remember which. Anyway, Sara dragged Lui with her on one of the diplomatic missions we sent there. Keoko believes Lui is 'the one', citing love at first sight. Lui can't stand to breath the same air as her. So it's become rather humorous to watch her try and get Lui to profess his total and eternal love for her."

That didn't help Seras's mood. Her husband was being dragged around by a woman other than her, and she didn't like it.

Kyle knew what was about to happen, and was debating whether or not to stop it. He decided it would be a good idea to, "Seras, don't do anything rash."

"I'm not going to do anything rash. I'm going to go and get Lui. And maybe kill some people while I'm at it."

Kyle blinked a few times before that last sentence settled into his mind. His head snapped up, and he ran to Seras who was pushing through the crowd. However, before he could get there a French vampire stopped him.

The American wasn't even listening as he struggled to get around the man, "Excuse me, please, this is important!"

Keoko dragged her 'one true love' over to where the rest of the Oriental vampires were congregated.

"Father, look who showed up!"

Lui suddenly got a vision from heaven, "Keoko, why don't you go get me a drink."

"Anything for you Lu!"

She was gone, and Lui commenced begging to her father, "Help me please!"

"What?"

"No disrespect, but I really don't love her, and she thinks that I do, and it's really starting to cause problems. Oh crap."

The oriental man followed Lui's gaze, "Something wrong?"

"My wife is about to attack your daughter."

Seras cooly stepped up beside the oriental girl, asking, "So you like that yank do you?"

"What?"

"Lui."

"Ah! Yes, he is my true love, though he's too shy to admit it."

"Oh is that right. Well, take my advice and lay off him."

"Why?"

Seras took off one of her gloves and held up the ring on her hand, telling the woman angrily, "Because he's my husband."

Keoko began to laugh, "Silly diluted girl, Lu would never give someone like you a second glance."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Lui put an arm around Seras's shoulder and tried to lead her away, "Seras, dear, not a good time for this."

"Get off me Lui!"

"You mean she is telling the truth?"

"Yes Keoko, now will you leave me alone." Lui asked, hoping that a miracle would occur and that would be the end of it.

The oriental woman looked hurt for a moment, then became determined, "This witch has hypnotized you!"

"What? No she ha-"

"I'll brake her spell and you'll be free again soon my love!"

"Bring it on!"

Kyle appeared, holding back Keoko, and Lui held back Seras, "Alright, ladies, come on this is no reason to figh-"

Both of them were sent flying into the wall. This turn of events had caught the attention of many of the people around. Including Sara, who watched in surprised horror.

"I'll destroy you for trying to steal Lu away from me you hag!"

"I'm going to rip pretty mouth of yours off of your face!" Seras screamed back.

Lui got to his feet, holding his head, "I told Sara, Seras should stay in America, but no..."

Finally, after a rather vulgar exchange of insults, Keoko slapped Seras. The entire room went silent.

Seras brought her face back around, touching her lip to see if it was bleeding. It was. She smiled and held up her fists, putting her body into a fighting position, "So you want to fight do you? Put up your dukes girl."

Keoko did some practice kicks and punches, then settled into a martial arts pose, "I'll have you know I've been studying fighting techniques since I was-"

She was silenced by a right hook to the jaw, which knocked her down, "And I've been street fighting since I hit puberty. That's what you call a 'sucker punch'."

Keoko got up, flustering angrily, and didn't even bother with a style, tackling Seras. They began exchanging punches on the ground, rolling around as they did. Lui ran and tried to brake them up again, but through some mutual agreement both of the women hit him in the face, knocking him back onto the refreshments table. He slid down it a little ways, knocking stuff over and spilling the rest.

Then he flew off, and landed on someone. The American looked up, and found he had hit the legs of a black haired man, who looked down on him with a displeased look. He had scraps of food on his clothes from Lui hitting him.

"Control your wife and friend if you please, and get off my legs."

"Right, sorry."

Lui ran back to the fight, but found himself kicked away this time. He did the same thing, hitting the black haired man again.

"I'm going to rip you apart if you do that again. Why don't you just stop them? You are strong enough."

"Because, one of them's my wife." Lui explained, getting up slowly, and looking down at the man, who was a little shorter than he.

"And?" The man asked, annoyed.

Kyle was running towards them a scared look on his face.

As Lui walked back to the brawl a third time, he told the man, "It's a good idea to stay on friendly terms with the one you share a bed with."

Kyle slid to a stop. The black haired man's eyebrows shot up, and then a small smile crossed his lips. He chuckled, and began to brush the food from his clothes, mumbling something in a foreign language.

This shocked Kyle to no end. He looked at the black haired man, then to Lui, then back again. Had that just happened.

Finally, with the help of Keoko's father, Lui managed to separate the two battling women. Seras licked the small trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at the battle damaged face of her opponent. She was older than Seras, but her fighting style was all girl if you got past the martial arts stuff. Open handed and not meant for real fighting.

"Lui, Seras."

Sara stood there, eyebrow twitching, arms crossed. She didn't look happy at all.

"You're both in trouble. Big trouble."