Disclaimer: In the words of many other great authors before me; "I do not own Hellsing!"
Chapter Five!
" But mom… I don't want the peanut butter brittle, it hurts my teeth…"
" Seras."
" And no more pancakes… the lemurs are stealing them from me in the afternoon…"
" What on Earth are you talking about?"
"Huh?" Slowly, the vampire known as Seras Victoria began to wake up. At first, she was incredibly disoriented, as most normal people would have been. Waking up in some strange place, before you even want to wake up… not as much fun as some may have originally thought.
"Once again, while I don't mind this position of ours, the plane is landing soon; we have to buckle the safety belts, or face the wraith of the stewardess." Seras looked up. Alucard looked back down at her. Seras flushed a bright, lovely color, and Alucard chuckled in response.
The Police Girl stood up slowly, her muscles not moving quite right, and promptly sat herself back down the moment Alucard had sat back down.
The blood had rushed to her head the moment she had stood up, and now she was seeing white, dizzier than she thought was possible for a vampire.
"Mas-Alucard… Waz… goin' on…." Her words weren't coming out right either, and that bothered her. How long had she been asleep? It was about this time when she realized that the plane they were sitting in wasn't the plane they had originally started out in. For a moment she simply stared at the nearby wall.
" Um… Alucard… Weren't we in another plane earlier?"
"That's correct Seras. And if you don't sit back down, the stewardess is going to yell at you." Somehow, during her intense staring at the walls, Seras had stood back up and had been poking at the ceiling. One could never really be certain of where one was, therefore, poking was the best thing to do. Yes, poking was always good.
"Oh yeah.. right…" Once again, Seras plopped back down, and before she could even begin working out that damned contraption that they called a 'belt', Alucard had already buckled both of their belts.
" Alucard, how do you do that?"
" I'm a vampire. And more so, does it matter?"
"I suppose not…" Seras shrugged it off and turned her full attention back out to the window. It was better not to think about how her Master transported her from one plane to another. Her eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. If pictures of Pennsylvania in winter had seemed pretty (yes, she had researched and printed pictures of Pennsylvania online), the real thing was nothing compared to them. The real thing far, far surpassed the pictures at least a thousand fold.
A beautiful layer of glittering powder seemed to glaze everything. Rooftops and trees alike seemed to glow in the sun. Luckily for them, by the time they finally landed (Seras only freaking out at the first bump of landing and at the extremely loud noise that followed), the sun was going down and had they been outside, they would have witnesses to an amazing sunset.
Seras yawned, despite having slept on the plane, she was exhausted and starving. And while she would have loved to pay more attention to the frickin SNOW, she could hardly keep her eyes open.
"Alucard… I'm tired…" Alucard chuckled. He had already been prepared for this. For being such a young vampire, he was surprised that she was able to stand upright, let alone complain.
Truly, an amazing woman.
Still, Seras was waving back and forth, her eyes half closed. She wasn't going to last much longer.
"Follow me." It wasn't until Alucard had taken several steps towards the escalator till Alucard realized that she wasn't behind him. Seras still stood just where he had left her, however, a small group of men was slowly gathering around her. The Nosferatu narrowed his eyes, already glaring at them from afar.
As he drew closer, he could hear what they were saying…
" Hey baby, feel like comin' over to my place?"
" Naw, don't go with them, come with me…" Alucard was more than peeved. In all the years that he had lived here he had never seen so many people shaming the state. More than anything, he was pissed off that they were already ruining this trip for Seras.
As he drew in closer, the group (about four men) didn't even notice him coming.
He loomed angrily over them, his eyes burning behind his orange glasses.
" Is there some reason as to why you happen to be bothering my-" For a moment he drew a blank. What would he say, my pet? Yeah, that would go over with them real well. He quickly said the first thing that came to mind. "wife?" Instantly he cringed inside. Of all the things to have said…
Well, in any case, it worked. The men drew back immediately, blushes on their faces and apologies on their lips.
"Sorry man…"
" Yeah, we were on the same plane as you…"
"Yeah, sorry." They shuffled off in opposite direction, Alucard feeling smug and pleased. Seras, on the other hand, remained stationary, still weaving left to right. Alucard chuckled again and slipped his hand into her own, easily covering her tiny, already frozen hand.
It took them a bit longer to reach the baggage claim than usual, Alucard having to nudge the nearly immobile vampire along beside him, but this time nobody bothered either of them.
After what seemed like hours, Alucard managed to, all single-handedly of course, get both of their bags, rent a car and even contact Sir Integra, all while doing a marvelous job of not losing Seras.
Well, in any case, they were finally on the road. After a few moments of weaving easily through city traffic, Alucard was aware of Seras staring at him. And he thought she was only interested in staring at the scenery. Somehow, he was more than flattered.
"Seras… Is there a reason that you're staring at me?"
"Well… Master… I know this sounds silly, but I've never seen you drive before…"
He chuckled then before flashing her a smile. However, he said nothing to her, as he wasn't quite sure what to say. A few moments later, he was aware of the much quieter sound of Seras breathing. Glancing over to the passenger seat, he saw that Seras had curled up into a ball and had fallen asleep with her head on the arm rest.
" I am beginning to remember why I despise traveling so much…" He said, fairly dryly, to no one in particular, the memory of the rude, incompetent boy behind the car rental station. The moron had openly gawked at Seras, taking his time in getting them a car. Still, as he drove through the familiar roads of the town, Alucard allowed himself a smile. It felt wonderful to be home. More than that, he was even happier to have someone to share it with… Moving slowly, Alucard gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face, petting her gently.
Really staring to think now, Alucard wondered if this vacation could turn out to be far more interesting than anticipated…
Back at Hellsing…
Walter's twitch still hadn't gone away. As he had been stuck in traffic, a nervous and annoying twitch had quickly developed. He wasn't sure why, he didn't even really care about the reason, the only thing on his mind was getting back to the manor as soon as humanly possible.
Finally, after three near wrecks, and about fifteen near pedestrian hits, Walter finally made it home. However, by that time, he was nearing the stages of becoming a nervous wreck. Already he knew that he was going to have to compose himself before entering the manor.
Fifteen minutes later, when he was halfway convinced that he couldn't calm himself down any more, Walter exited from the car and, before doing anything else, stretched out his sore back. Sitting in a car for several hours wasn't exactly the best thing for him or his back, not to mention the hotdog incident at the tennis tournament a few weeks ago. He then straightened his suit out, fixed his hair and monocle, and entered the manor.
At first, he noticed something different. But he couldn't quite place what it was. He sighed audibly and headed towards the kitchen. He needed to make Sir Integra's evening tea and dinner, she would expect nothing less.
As the faithful retainer made his way to the kitchen and quickly began to make the tea, boiling the water, and cooking the food. It was around this time when Walter finally figured out what was wrong with the manor.
There was absolutely no noise.
No screaming women, terrified of Alucard. No gunshots, not even men running from Seras in the hallways. A small piece of him relaxed then, easing up on his near constant worrying. Whether or not he wanted to admit it (and while he truly did enjoy the company of Seras) it was going to be quite an amazing time without the two vampires. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, the two may lengthen their trip.
Walter grinned then as he loaded up his tray. Perfect. Now he could fully spy on Sir Integra and Pip with no interference. Not that it made him feel any better about doing it…
Back in Pennsylvania…
" You know, Police Girl, I'm getting used to waking you up and I don't necessarily mind it all too much…"
Seras vaguely heard her Master talking to her. However, she was able to feel a soft material grazing her upturned cheek. Subconsciously she moved towards it, enjoying the feel of the glove on her face. Wait… Glove? Cheek? The? Oh boy…
The young vampress shot up into a sitting position as though she had just been branded with a hot poker. Her exhaustion had disappeared for the moment, and at that instant, Seras Victoria was wide awake.
"Master? Master, where are we?" As she looked out the window, she was able to see… well.. nothing. They seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. Out both her own and her Master's window, there was nothing but brambles and bushes, with a light layer of snow. Somehow she was slightly disappointed that it wasn't snowing, but she figured that it had to at one point or another. Even the road seemed to have disappeared from view, as she was soon able to tell by the increasing bumpiness.
From the driver's side, Seras saw her Master frown.
" It seems that I have truly been gone for a long time; even the roads do not remember me…" Nothing was said for the next few minutes, allowing for Seras to wake herself up and take in all that had happened. They had made it! Seras was now, officially, in Pennsylvania, arriving just at the start of winter. Not as though she could really tell right then though. Outside of the car, the few headlights from other cars had disappeared and it was now completely dark. The only light came straight from their own headlights.
Seras lifted her hand and set it on the window and pulled it back immediately, the glass proving to be much colder than expected.
" Master! It's so cold outside!" He chuckled, seemingly breaking out of the bad mood he was in.
" Generally, that's what happens in winter Seras." Seras flushed. Yes, while he had been using her name in the airport, that was the airport, and this was the car. Still, she really did prefer to call him Master, it was just so much easier for her… it just seemed come so naturally.
" Ah. And so Seras, we have arrived. Welcome to my home…" Seras turned to squint out the front windshield before discovering that this was not necessary. Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
Back home, Seras had lived in a small apartment flat, fairly tiny, and perfectly erm.. perfect, at lest, for her. This was nothing like that. Her Master's home was more a mansion than anything. It was far larger than even Hellsing Manor, most likely with so many corridors, and wings, and passageways that she was soon positive that her Master was going to have a tough time keeping track of her… if she could even keep track of herself.
He chuckled beside her and told her to wait here while he quickly transported the luggage to the house, better for her to wait here until things were settled inside. It was likely to be below freezing both outside the car and inside the house. Numbly the young woman nodded, her full attention focused on the manor. She didn't even notice when, about twenty minutes later, Alucard came back for her and gently eased her out of the still warm car and into the night…
A/N: If I didn't stop here, I wouldn't be able to stop and this would have turned into the world's longest chapter EVER. Well, I want to say thank you to the loyal fans out there who reminded me to get back to writing. Sorry it took so long! It's one of those uncontrollable things; I either write when I tell myself to or wait till my mind tells me to. If I do the former, the chapters would all be crap… plus, I have no control over when I write them or which story I feel like working on. It's all in my head man… Writing to you, I am, first and foremost, your humble servant. R&R please! Much love from this end! -.-
