Two bigwigs sat across from each other at a table, their respective accompaniment at their sides. With Baldassare was Sister Dorothy, and with Ciel was Sebastian and Alois. The two sides had decided after a long period of bickering, shouting, name-calling, and attempted fisticuffs, to finally sit down and talk about what the demons had actually came for. Ciel sighed as his informant glared at him with furrowed brows and arms crossed over his chest. The vampire's feet didn't even reach the floor and he was still being defiant.

"Let's get started." The bluenette said began. "We were in the middle of a murder case, where the culprits had smashed the victims' heads in with a hammer and written cryptic messages on the walls in blood. When interviewed, they said that they came into contact with a vampire with your name and asked him to turn them…"

"Lemme stop you right there, Fido." Baldassare interrupted. "I didn't tell them to kill anybody. Instead, I gave them directions to another coven because I didn't want them. I expected them to die."

"When we heard that, so did we, but they didn't." answered Ciel. "I already know that you want nothing to do with humans who want to be vampires. That's why your coven doesn't employ them."

"They're disgusting." The coven boss stated. "They're idiots who don't know what it means to live forever. I didn't get that choice, so I'm not giving it! I sent them there so they'd die. I didn't expect them to become 'Meats'."

"'Meats'?" curiously echoed the blonde menace.

"'Meats' are humans how are employed by covens for various reasons." The bluenette explained before Baldassare could say something insulting. "They're the lowest of the low in coven hierarchy. Baldassare's coven doesn't have that rank because he hates them."

"Oh. Makes sense." Alois said. "So they ended up working for that coven. Why would they have them paint signs in blood? Why not just bring it back with them?"

"I dunno. Could be anything." Answered the vampire. "Most likely code. Vampires are drawn to the smell of fresh blood and would come across it much more easily than a human. If you got a picture of it, then I might be able to tell ya what it means."

"Sebastian." The bluenette called, inviting the man to offer the vampire seated across from him a folder.

Leaning back in his seat, Baldassare took it and rummaged through it. Soon, he found what he was looking for and took the photographs out while setting the rest on the table and out of his way. The coven leader scanned it for a while, his eyes furrowing more with each passing second.

"Those bastards…" he growled.

"What is it?" asked the Phantomhive, leaning forward. Abruptly, Baldassare stood up in his chair.

"Those sons of bitches are gonna get us all in trouble with this shit!" He shouted. "I don't need H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. breathing down my asscrack 'cause some fuckers wanted some quick cash!" He jumped up on the table and walked over to the Phantomhive before shoving the photo in his face.

"It's advertisement." He said. "For an auction. I'll give you three guesses as to what they're selling." Ciel's eyes widened before he knitted his eyebrows together and stood up.

"Human trafficking." The Phantomhive answered.

"And 'Bingo' was his name-o." Baldassare replied. "They're gonna sell them some fresh meat and fuck us all over. Once H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. gets word of this, they're gonna wanna look at all of the covens."

"Got something to hide, Baldassare?"

"Drugs. Weapons. Normal stuff, but the Iron Maiden would still kick my ass for it if she doesn't shoot it." The vampire stated.

"I might be able to cut a deal of some sort." Ciel answered, looking up at the vampire who was still standing on the table. "You cooperate with us completely, and I'll convince H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. to leave you and your stuff alone."

"Alright. That sounds doable." Baldassare answered, extending his hand. "Shake on it, Watchdog."

With a roll of his eye, Ciel humoured the vampire and shook his small hand, sealing the deal. Once they parted, Badassare walked back along the table and sat down in his own seat. Placing his elbows on the table, he asked:

"So, whatcha need?"

"The name of the Coven and the address would be nice, to start with." The Phantomhive answered.

"Got a piece of paper?"

"Sure." Ciel replied, tossing the vampire a notepad and a pen. Sitting up on his knees, the coven leader took it and began writing down the address.

"They're called 'Gentlemen'." Spoke the vampire as he jotted the information down. "Kind of a stupid name, if you ask me. They're the second-biggest coven in London. They like to meet in this warehouse, and the address on the advertisement is…" he trailed off, finishing his writing. He scooted the notebook and pen across the table toward the bluenette.

"…The Coronet Cinema." Ciel read aloud.

"That's right. They spruced it up real good." Baldassare stated. "I can see them holding auctions there."

"Why do you know that?"

"Because I'm Baldassare of the Girasol coven. I know."

"'Girasol'…" Ciel echoed. "That means 'Sunflower'. I still don't understand why you renamed your coven that."

"What's not to get?" the vampire asked. "I liked them when I was human." He leaned back in his chair with a sigh. "If it wasn't for this damn body, I could see them out in the sun. How depressing…"

"There's such a thing as Google images, you know…" Alois suggested. Baldassare slowly shook his head.

"It's just not the same…" he said, a small hint of sadness in his voice. Once he caught it, he sat straight up again and crossed his arms.

"So it that all?" He asked. "Can I go home now?"

"Certainly." Ciel replied. "I'll contact Sister Dorothy to come get you if I need anything else."

"Yeah, yeah…" Baldassare griped, hopping down off his chair and putting on his absurdly big coat. The ends of it trailed along the floor as he walked toward the door. "I don't see why you need her here, though. I don't need a goddamn babysitter…"

Ciel rolled his eye before turning his attention to the nun. He said: "I'm sorry I have to always trouble you like this. We'll put the pew back where it was."

"Oh, I don't mind. I know Balda is a bit hard to manage." Sister Dorothy replied, taking Baldassare's seat. "It's been a long time since he's been that angry at you, though."

"He apparently doesn't like Alois." The bluenette said as his two flunkies moved the massive pew back where it belonged. "I didn't know he was homophobic."

"I don't really know. I think it's just messed with his image of you, is all." Suggested the nun. "You're the only person that he's really scared of, you know. You being in love with someone messes with his own 'order'. He'll get over it, eventually. The fact that you have a boyfriend sort of stabs at his machismo, as well."

"So it's just his ego, hm?" inquired Ciel, turning for a moment to glance at the others.

Noticing this, the Sister asked: "You were smiling at him when we walked in, weren't you?" causing the bluenette to blush.

"Perhaps…" he bashfully admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. Sister Dorothy only giggled at him.

"I'm so happy for you!" she said. "I can tell you really love him. It's legal for you to marry, now, so if you decide to tie the knot, I'd be happy to perform the ceremony!"

"Huh?!" the watchdog nearly barked, his face turning completely red. "W-we're not… I-I mean, I, uh…"

"It's a good thing Baldassare left, isn't it?" the nun teased.

"Very." Sighed the Phantomhive, trying to calm himself down. His beau coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around his neck certainly didn't help.

"Whoa, you're really warm, Ciel…" Alois pointed out. "You okay?" The bluenette gave the nun across the table a pleading look, causing her to giggle again.

"Those two always get so of riled up when they see each other." Sister Dorothy half-lied. While she didn't really care for it, she would, since the Phantomhive looked desperate. "I'm sorry about all of those awful things that Balda said to you. He's usually much better behaved."

"I'm sorry, but that's a bit hard to believe." The blonde stated.

"I understand. He's been very good to me, though. He even helped raise the funding to renovate the church!"

"Are you serious?!" asked the menace.

"It's true! He helps me out all the time." The woman answered. "He says it's because he 'owes' me."

"What'd you do?" the blonde asked. That's when suddenly, the nun's smile fell.

"It wouldn't be right for me to tell you." She said. "He's fragile enough as it is."

"Oh…" Alois replied. "I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's not your fault. You simply didn't know is all!" Sister Dorothy answered.

"Yeah, but I still feel bad. It's not really in any of my business, is it?"

"Your relationship with Ciel wasn't any of Baldassare's business, and yet he still said those things, didn't he?" the woman pointed out. "I really wish he would stop talking like that; at least in the church…"

"I'm sorry for swearing, too. I got too riled up." Alois said, resting his chin on the top of the bluenette's head. "I'm not all that sorry for kicking him, though. He tried to attack my Cielykins."

"His temper is really something." The bluenette said. "I don't think I've ever lashed out like that…"

"I do believe you have when you were younger, my lord." Sebastian chimed in, putting the file back in order. He chuckled when his master shot him a mean look. "Well, it's true. You almost slapped Lady Elizabeth once."

"You nearly slapped your ex?" Asked the menace, pinching and pulling on the Phantomhive's cheek. "Bad, Ciel!"

"I learned my lesson and would never lay a finger on my fiancé like that again…" Ciel stated, shooing the blonde's hand away. His face turned pink again as he made eye-contact with the nun across the table and remembered their previous conversation.

"'Again'~?" the blonde teasingly asked. "Are you saying you have a fiancé, still? Have you been two-timing, Ciel? How cruel! I thought you loved me!"

"I do love you!" Ciel barked, turning to face the other man. His bravado immediately fell upon seeing the blonde's face. Bashfully, he added: "You know that's not what I meant…"

"Oh my God, Ciel, you're so cute…"

To that, the bluenette stood up, faltering as the menace somehow managed to keep his hold on him. Regardless, he dealt with it, keeping his balance. Ciel ignored his beau's presence as he made his way toward the door.

"We'll be taking our leave now." The bluenette stated, toting his boyfriend along as if the blonde were a koala latched onto his back. He nearly tripped over his own two feet when the menace teasingly blew in his ear. Sebastian soon followed the pair, trying not to snicker.

"Thank you for all of your help." The butler said in place of his master.

"Anytime." The nun answered. "Your master has become quite lively, hasn't he?"

"Yes, he's become much better-behaved, too." Spoke Sebastian. "I suppose I should be going with them."

"Have a safe trip!" The woman called as she waved "Goodbye". "I hope they have a happy future together!"


A/N: Baldassare was a little more well-behaved this time, yeah?

Still a shithead. I like how you guys seem to all either love him or hate him.

Oh, and his name is pronounced kinda like "Balda-sa-ray", fyi. Apparently, that was confusing...

Questions?

"Are there covenless/lone vampires, and does Charlotte fit into that category?" by Honeycloud of RiverClan

Yeah, of course there are. Sister Dorothy doesn't belong to any one coven, after all. Charlotte used to be a member of Charlie's coven, which is also where Amelie was crashing at the time. I guess Hellsing kind of has it's own coven? A coven is just a group, and they're not always just vampires in them.

Until the Next Chapter My Duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "A question for Seras, Integra, Ciel, and Alois; What is your opinion on how Wolf Glen and how they view Hellsing as monsters?" by KuroshitsujiLover22

Ciel's Answer:"It's only natural, isn't it? They're a military force that keeps them almost penned in a difficult to survive in part of the city and are willing to kill them."

Alois' Answer: "Their situation kinda reminds me of the Districts and the Capitol from the Hunger Games..."

Integra's Answer:"I don't blame them. We kill their people, after all. We can only do so much, and we need to keep these strict rules in place so that the general public stays ignorant to their existence."

Seras' Answer: "It's kind of sad... I know we do all we can, but it's still not enough. We also can't keep individual soldiers in check at all times, so they can act really nasty, sometimes. We've had to lock up a few for going against protocol. I wish we could peacefully coexist, but there's just so much at stake..."

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Question: "Charlotte and Amelie, how do you each feel about the other?" by Artemis Phantomhive

Amelie's Answer: "Amour."

Charlotte's Answer: "Well, she's my girlfriend, so I love her."

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For Ciel: "How did you react to Baldassare calling Alois those names? I mean, you seemed to stay calm while it was happening, but what were you feeling? What was going through your head?" by GracieSutcliff1124

Ciel's Answer: "I wanted to bash his head in, of course. I couldn't because it could have jeopardized retrieval of information from him, but I wanted to put him in his place. No one talks to Jim that way, especially such scum. Trash like him should have been honoured that someone as noble as Jim kicked him in the face."