Hey peep's I'm back.

Yeah, sorry it took so long to update.

Nywho…

Read on my fello fans. (I do not own Hellsing)

Elizabeth clung to the back of a motorcycle and had her arms wrapped around James' waist. She smiled into her helmet and clung closer as he sped up. James stopped the bike and got off. This was the hottest club in DC.

"Let me handle this," he said, taking her hand. He led her up and through the crowd, right up to the bouncer. "Hey man, what's up." The bouncer said nothing, James appeared confused. "Why's the gate closed?"

"VIP night," the guy sad, "Don't get in without ID." James showed him his license. "Not that kind of ID man, back of the line." Elizabeth smiled and stepped in front of James. She slipped a hundred in the fold of her passport and flashed it to the thug. She smiled and canted her leg foreword, revealing the slit in her skirt. Elizabeth smiled sweetly as the guy looked from her legs, to her chest, to the hundred in the passport. He took it and unclipped the gate.

"Thank you love," Elizabeth said, slipping her heritage into her voice, "I apologize if my bodyguard was overzealous. He's like that a lot."

"I can see why," the guy said, eyeing her ass as she walked by. Elizabeth slipped James's hand on her hip and they walked into the club.

"How'd you do that? James asked. "I haven't seen a diversion that smooth since, well, never." Elizabeth smiled.

"It helps to be hot." She slipped off her jacket and James's jaw dropped. Elizabeth had shunned her leather jacket and showed a very revealing outfit beneath. She was wearing black combat boots that came up to just blow her knees and a short black skirt with a slit up the sides so she could walk. Her hair was tied up in a half-ponytail and trailed down in front of her face, accepting her black leather halter top that was backless except for a few strips of cloth covering the scarless back. Elizabeth also wore a black velvet chocker with a silver cross hanging on her chest. Elizabeth also wore several knifes (hidden in her boots) and guns (hidden under she skirt) with her just in case. The club was dark, she could almost blend in with the shadows if she wanted to. All around were college students and drop-outs with beers and a few drug users, but everyone was dancing. Elizabeth smiled.

"You Americans know how to party," Elizabeth said. James smiled and asked.

"Ready to dance?" He asked. Elizabeth nodded, unable to yell over the pounding rock. Elizabeth felt awkward but looked around her. Girls were grinding with guys, shoving their hips together in carnal delight. James stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She felt his hips against hers and fought instinct to punch him.

"Hey James," someone called, "New girl?" James nodded and leaned down to yell in Elizabeth's ear.

"Just relax," he said, "Lean against me and relax, let the music move you." Elizabeth relaxed for a moment, standing completely still and listening, the pounding base striking something primal and wonderful in her blood. Her hips began to moves and her knees relaxed. She leaned back against his chest and let him lead her as she was taught the art of freak dancing. Her arm linked around his neck and he nuzzled her neck with his nose. She felt something glide across her neck and realized that it was his tongue. Elizabeth had never felt something so carnal, but yet so exotic and intoxicating.

Elizabeth began to breathe hard as the tempo increased and she felt and odd feeling in her stomach. Elizabeth felt so right dancing with James, like she belonged in his arms. James could hardly believe that state of arousal that Elizabeth could provoke in him in so short a time, sometimes it took all the brain power he could muster to keep his mind off of her and of another one of his organs. He was having a difficult time. Elizabeth, for someone without ever dancing before, could really dance. She threw her hips from side to side and could grind with the best of them. The two were dancing the night away and becoming more intoxicated with each other.

Alucard stalked through the nightclub, a smile appeared on his face. He was dressed in slacks and his shirt, having ditched his coat and hat at the door. The club was little more then a warehouse with decorations, no light would get in. He blended in with most of the nightlife here, but he liked clubs where people did more then have drinks. Then he saw the dance floor and almost gasped, things had changed so much since he had last left Hellsing. Kids (Alucard's perspective here) were dancing like he had danced with his brides, only they were clothed. Alucard used his vision to locate Elizabeth, she was dancing with James, it was obvious that she had not been out much. Though Alucard had to admit, she was rather attractive in a skirt and top then her suit.

Alucard stalked through the crowd and several girls tried to dance with him, then with each other to try to lure him to them. Alucard smiled, but he kept moving, Elizabeth was his goal.

Elizabeth relaxed into James and danced with him like there was no tomorrow. In truth Elizabeth doubted that she would ever be allowed out of the mansion again except for missions. She suddenly stumbled backwards and fell into a very wiry, muscular chest. A pair of white clad arms and red gloves locked around her waist. She looked down and saw the Hellsing emblem on the glove, when she craned her head she saw Alucard behind her. It took another moment for her to realize that she was still dancing, except she was now dancing with a man who had been dead for almost five hundred years and was now holding her by the hips.

"It seems you have gotten quite good at this Elizabeth," he said, "Now lets see if you can really dance." (OK people, I'm going to make Alucard a breakdancer, I've always wanted to do this and I think it will be hilarious to ever see.) Alucard moved away from her and began to dance, and he could really move. (I suck as break dancing so I won't embarrass myself with trying to write it. Just picture Alcuard doing moves from "You Got Served" horrible movie but cool dance sequences and insert here.) A few Asian guys came over and challenged him, but Alucard won by a long shot.

Alucard could really dance, he began doing (for all purposes hilarious) old school break dancing. People began chanting "go white guy" and Elizabeth just stood there stunned. Alucard was spinning around on his head and dancing like no one else there. Then he started doing a step where he moved like liquid (what I like to call, "hey mom, I'm from Jupiter") She had to hand it to him, he could dance. Alucard then reached over and pulled Elizabeth out and began dancing with her. Elizabeth had no clue what she was doing, but Alucard and her ended up dancing to a hip hop song and many people yelled that they were going against the space time continuum, white people were not supposed to be good at hip hop. Alucard and Elizabeth danced for a few more minutes before Alucard pulled them off the floor and ordered a round of drinks.

"I did not know you knew how to dance," Elizabeth said, drinking her beer. She may have looked like a light-weight, but she could drink when she had to. "I didn't know I could dance like that."

"Neither did I," Alucard laughed, he actually laughed. Elizabeth froze in her tracks and stared at him. Alucard stopped laughing and stared at her, James came up and put his arm around Elizabeth.

"Hey is this creep bothering you?" He had not noticed that the man in front of him was Alucard. "Need me to kick his ass?"

"I doubt you could, what was the phrase, "kick my ass" Master James," Alucard replied. "Also, if you ever endanger Miss Elizabeth as such again, I'll kill you."

"What do you mean?" James asked, "She's not in any…" BANG Alucard had already drawn and fired his pistol, a FREAK dropped to the ground and disappreard in a cloud of dust, two swords were left on the floor. Some people screamed and ducked, but the gun was away so fast that most people just thought one of the massive speakers had blown out. (And I have heard such a speaker blow out and mistaken it for firearm discharge.) Alucard leered as he looked back at James.

"You were saying?" Alucard asked. James said nothing. Suddenly two more Freaks appeared, then three, then four. Alucard drew both his guns, reservations to the wind and began firing. James stood helplessly, he had no weapon. Elizabeth kicked her leg up and pulled a gun out of the leg holster below her skirt before pulling her silver knife from it's hilt in her boot. She threw the knife into the heart of one FREAK and fired three shorts as three FREAKS disappeared into dust. The crowd was not fooled this time. People began to stampede out of the warehouse and flooded, screaming, into the street. Alucard grabbed Elizabeth, who grabbed James, and hauled her with her baggage to the side. He punched through the brick wall and pulled the two out into the alley. The three climbed a fire escape and stood on the roof. It was about four in the morning and dawn would come within an hour to the city. Alucard breathed in deeply and glared at James.

Elizabeth shivered, cold without her coat, and raised her hand. She focused on her powers and lit her hand on fire, glad for it's glowing warmth. Police cars roared below and she clenched her first, the flame going out like a light, they could not been seen. The cold soon returned and she began shivering again. Alucard fetched his coat from where he'd left it on the roof and set it over her shoulders. Elizabeth looked at Alucard, surprised by his kindness form a vampire who'd sworn to kill her. Alucard stood.

"Back to Headquarters," Alucard said, "Walter is worried sick."

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