Author's Note: LADIES AND GENTS! THE LAST CHAPTER! Please enjoy, please review, and please don't sue me because I do not own any of Hirano's work.

Author's Note: This chapter contains AxI and maybe some mature situations.

Sir Integral couldn't take it anymore. This had gone on for far too long, and she hadn't the time, patience, or ability to withstand it any longer. Although she was able to get most of her paper work done, the idea and the reality of being in Alucard's shoes (literally) was starting to be a bit too much for her to handle. She was more than ready to return back to normal.

She sat there at her still-cracked desk, reading over the damage reports; she couldn't believe how many incidents there were involving her troops, and worse, she could feel tension rising within her, as she read over the latest report of Seras and Pip's unfortunate mission. She only breathed out a sigh, and continued her work. Suddenly, the door to her office opened up.

A blonde figure wearing black approached Integral's desk. Integral looked up with crimson eyes, to see cobalt blue staring back down at her. Integral didn't feel threatened for she knew who this visitor was, so she continued to read over her reports leaving the visitor to venture throughout her office.

The blonde woman walked over to the window. Folding her arms, she stared outside marveling at the full moon. Integral, with the very keen sense of hearing, overheard the woman sigh. She at first thought that it was none of her concern, but the woman was there in her office…there was a reason.

"What do you want Alucard? Can't you see I'm very busy here?"

"Yes."

"Then what do you want?"

Alucard continued looking outside the window; the moon showed brightly over the lower gardens, the upper side of the wall, and across his feminine form. Integral noticed this, and found it rather strange; through Alucard's eyes, her body looked somewhat radiant under moonlight, like a diamond; the moon's light touching every edge of the gem. It was somewhat alluring. So that's why he found her rather attractive? Integral shook her head, trying to get her thoughts back on track.

"I came here to tell you something. "

"Really? What?"

"Well, I'm not too sure. It might be something you may not want to hear."

"Then why did you bring it up? You know Alucard, I really haven't the time or the patience for your guessing games. I need to get back to work." Integral noted.

Alucard grinned lightly. He made his way over towards her desk once again, this time sitting on it. He observed her actions for a few seconds, suddenly averting his attention somewhere else, a little more intimate. Integral glanced up just in time to catch him eyeing her neck. She looked at him in question.

"What is it?"

"You see my dear Master, what I was going to tell you is that whatever caused us to switch bodies, is starting to wear off."

"Oh that's' good…wait, you said that there was a remedy. How could this "thing" suddenly wear off?" She asked, not truly understanding him.

"Well, that's the tricky part. From what I read in the article, it's a called " Trans-continental syndrome". It's like getting one of those viruses, like the Chicken pox, or Mononucleosis, but different. Its' where-in a vampire who has been bound by human, either male or female, switch physical states until it either wears off, or until the next full moon. It usually happens when there is some type of interaction, or exposure of blood." He explained.

"Interaction? What type of interaction could there possibly be between us?" Integral asked.

"Telepathy, your little incident a few years ago, or that one time…"

"But how can that incident a few years ago cause this?"

"I don't know. Maybe it just flared up over time. Don't' worry Master, in the article, it said that this syndrome can only be cured by three things." He explained.

"Like what?"

"Well, like I said…it's tricky. And if you want to return to your original state, you must be completely cooperative for it to work."

Integral didn't like where this was going. A sudden feeling of misgiving and nervousness started to show up. She was hesitant to ask, but desperate to be human again…to be a woman again.

"What is it we have to do?" She asked suspiciously.

"Well in order for the process to work, it must be a full moon-luckily it is. Second, it must be 5 minutes before midnight, and lastly…something precious and vital has to be transferred, and replenished."

Integral's eyes widened with shock and then narrowed down at him with anger. How dare he put her in such a position, that it would jeopardize her reputation.

"No, forget it!" She answered.

"What?"

"Forget it. I will not give up my blood for something so…OH!" She folded her arms, and turned away from him, like an immature child.

"Okay, but either way. You can be human again, or you can be a 567-year-old miserable No-Life King. You're choice." Alucard tempted. "Besides, I'm starting to like staying in this body. It's easier to walk around in, and I can wear all the frilly dresses I want."

Integral scowled. Just the thought of him wearing a dress made her stomach churn…or was that from hunger? She didn't' know, but she was sure angered.

"Fine! Do what you must, but it better work." She said, with threat in her voice.

"Okay. Meet me in my room in about 5 minutes. I'll be waiting." He said with a small grin. And with that, he bowed and took his leave.

Sir Integral got up from her desk, and approached the moon-soaked windowsill. She gazed out at the moon for some time, thinking about her decision, and what life would be like again when she returned to normal. Then she thought of her father. Was her father ever in this sort of situation? She remembered his journals and articles, but never read anything exact or similar to her predicament. Why was this happening to her?

Five minutes later, she met her servant down in the dungeons where she was asked to meet him. He sat cross-legged in his grand chair, drumming his fingers on the table as if he were waiting for more than he asked. She stood before him, unnerved and prepared for what was to come.

"Alright." She said. "Let's get this over with."

"As you wish, my Master." Alucard replied with a grin.

He gestured her over to come sit with him, in which she did. He removed the tie and opened the collar on his shirt she was wearing, as well as his. Integral could feel her heart pounding out of anxiety, fear, and anticipation as he moved in closer to his neck. He stopped.

"You have to do the same." He said.

"Wha-I can't." Integral replied with doubt in her voice.

"And why not? Don't' worry it will heal in a day or so, and you won't turn into a vampire, I'll make sure of it." He said.

"I don't trust you. Do it another way!" She ordered.

"Like how?"

"I don't know, cut a slit and drink from there. I don't want your teeth anywhere near or in my throat!"

"Fine, fine." He said. "Geeze, you're touchy."

He reached over towards the table and retrieved her cross pin. He held it firmly in his hand, and as quick as he could-she winced and hissed as she felt the searing pain. He repeated the gesture to himself, and gently attached his lips onto his neck. Integral knew what to do, and though she hated it with a passion, it was the only way to bring things back to normal between the two. She latched on to her neck, and started to do what she feared. Integral felt very light-headed, but continued anyway. Suddenly everything around her started to get dark. She could feel herself getting very drowsy, and dizzy. She wanted to fall asleep, but was afraid she would die. The more she tried to concentrate, the more fatigued she felt. She couldn't take it any longer. She collapsed from complete exhaustion…. 12:00 midnight.

The morning sun peered through the grand scale windows of Sir Integral's bedchamber. Climbing its way up the bed linens, it once again softly caressed the face of the sleeper prodding her awake. She winced, and moaned a bit, for the fact he had a spitting headache, and pain in her neck. She pushed herself up from her bed, and sat back trying to gather her thoughts of last night. Still slightly dizzy from the effects, she remembered everything. She quickly moved out of bed, and ran into her private bathroom to look in the mirror.

Sounds of joy and relief, was heard in the bathroom that morning, for the person in the mirror was in fact her.

"It worked! It actually worked!" Integral cried. She leaned in more to check the wound on her neck; it didn't look too bad.

Hours later, she was dressed and ready for another day of work. Integral sat at her desk, and immediately got to work; enjoying her cigar while doing so. Suddenly, a call over the speakerphone alarmed her.

"Sir Integral, there is a held message for you by Sir Winston." Walter announced.

"That' will be fine Walter."

Suddenly there was static over her speakerphone, which concerned her at first. Then suddenly, she heard footsteps running up the stairs. Walter rushed in, and paused for a moment trying to catch his breath. He adjusted his monocle and peered harder at her in order to believe what the thought he heard.

"Integral?"

"Sir Integral, Walter." She corrected with a smile. She felt so pleased with herself to say that again. Her British accent ringing aloud as it once did.

Walter recomposed himself, and approached her, greeting her with a smile. "Well, it's good to hear that you are normal again." He admitted.

"I'll second that." Said a voice that seemed to have come out of nowhere.

"Good morning Alucard." Integral called out, still a little embarrassed about last night.

Alucard descended from the ceiling, and gently landed in front of her desk. But in the process, he was unaware that his 454 Casull had fallen out of his pocket and landed smack dab in the middle of the cracked desk. FINALY, the desk could not hold on much longer, and broke in two. Integral yelped and jumped into the chair, and Alucard and Walter jumped out of the way. Papers flew everywhere! Her glass ashtray fell to the floor and shattered into pieces, and her pistol and box of cigars fell smack dab in the middle. It was a sight to see.

"…oops." Alucard said, smiling nervously.

"Well, it looks like we're going to need a new desk now." Walter commented, gaining his composure once again.

Integral stared blankly at the mess. Balling up her fists, she tried to count to ten. "Finally, I'm having a good morning, and what does he do?" She thought to herself. She seriously tried to keep her cool, but memories of everything, including this incident, brought itself back.

"AAALLLUCARD!" She screamed.

Walter tried his hardest to hold the angered woman back, but she elbowed him in the chin and tackled poor Alucard to the ground. All that were heard were series of various colorful curse words, and muffled cries for help from Alucard. Walter just stood there, afraid that if he intervened, she would go after him too.

Suddenly, there was an Earth-shattering scream from downstairs. The attacker and victim stopped, and averted their attention to the door. Sounds of hurried footsteps were heard coming from outside the door-which busted open revealing a freaked out Seras and…a sobbing Pip?

Before she got up, Integral got in one last punch to Alucard's face. She carefully walked over to the duo, and observed them. She walked over to Pip, whose hands were pressed up against his eyes, crying like a girl.

"…Seras?" She asked cautiously.

"Oh Sir Integral, it's horrible!" She cried. Her hands and her sobs muffled her voice.

Integral glanced over to the other. "Pip?"

"…Oui?"

"What happened? How did you two end up like this?" Walter asked.

"Well, …um…we were…." He had to think up a better word for it. "Enjoying each others' company." Pip answered quickly.

"LIAR!" Seras screamed. "You snuck into my room and kissed me, then the next thing you know, we ended up like this!"

Integral turned to both Walter and Alucard, who was getting up from the floor. She took in a deep breath, and let out a sigh.

"Alucard, when is the next full moon?" She asked.

"Next Tuesday." Walter interrupted.

"And today is?"

"Sunday." Alucard answered.

Both Pip and Seras looked at them with confusion and fear. They had no clue what they were talking about, let alone what they were in for.

"Well, this should be interesting…wouldn't it Integral?" Alucard asked with his trademark smile.

"Maybe, servant…maybe."