Chapter X
Third Person POV
Seras left the room as Alucard and Integra exchanged their greetings. She had seen enough.
She had always felt that Integra and Alucard cared for each other more than the normal bond between Master and Servant. Through her dejectedness she failed to notice Izaiah making his way towards her.
"Hey, Seras."
Seras gaped at him for a moment before remembering that he was not Alucard.
"H-hey, Izaiah."
"What happened? You look a little out of it," he let himself reach out to hold onto her arm.
"No, it's fine. It's a good thing, really. Master has returned."
Seras forced on a smile.
"Then why do you look so upset?" Izaiah drew Seras into his arms.
"There's no reason. We should really move out of this hallway. Give Master and Sir Integra some space."
Where are you going, Police Girl?
Alucard's voice rang throughout the hallway. Seras quickly got out of Izaiah's arms and turned around to see Alucard leaning against a wall.
"Back to my room, Master."
"I thought you'd be happier to see me. You did seem ecstatic in the dream after all." Alucard's smirk widened. "Is it because of your new fledgling?"
He disappeared for a moment before he appeared next to Izaiah. Both of their eyes widened feeling a sense of familiarity.
"Who are you?" Alucard asked in suspicion.
"Izaiah. I take it that you are Alucard? I've heard about you from just about everyone in this mansion."
Izaiah refused to back down.
"I see, everyone, huh?" Alucard let himself drift closer to Seras.
"Come to my chamber."
"Why Master?"
Alucard let his grin grow once again.
"Because I can."
"Understood, Master."
Seras entered Alucard's room. He was sitting on his throne moderately dressed with only his shirt and trousers. She suddenly started to remember the dream from ten years ago.
"What is it that you called me here for, Master?"
He suddenly appeared beside her.
"You're not going to call me Alucard?"
"No, Master."
"Why?"
"Because you are my Master." She threw the words right back at him.
"I see… Tell me, Police Girl, who is Izaiah?" he asked as he sauntered back to his throne.
"He is my fledgling."
"I know. What else is there between the two of you?"
Seras looked at her Master confused.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean to ask if there is a relationship between the two of you other than that of between Master and Childe."
Seras was taken aback by Alucard's words.
"No."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, Master."
Alucard looked relatively pleased. He studied Seras a little bit more.
"Police Girl."
"Yes, Master?"
"Is there anything specific that you want to ask me about?"
The picture of Alucard feeding off of Integra's blood flashed into her mind, but just as she was about to ask the question, she decided against it.
"No, Master. May I return to my room now?"
His teasing tone stopped.
"Why? To be with Izaiah?"
Seras felt herself grow irrationally irritated.
"Yes, Master. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to return to him before 30 years pass."
Seras dematerialized from Alucard's chamber, leaving him stunned in the silence.
You have grown over the years, Seras.
Izaiah sat in a chair in Seras' room, waiting for her return. When she finally materialized within the room, he went to her.
"How was it?"
"How was what?"
"You're talk with Alucard."
"It went relatively well as compared to what I thought it'd be like…"
Izaiah moved back to Seras' coffin.
"You really weren't kidding when you said that we resembled each other… I thought that I was looking in a mirror for a minute."
Seras smiled.
"Yeah, but your personalities are like the sun and the moon. You care for me while he probably wouldn't even care if I got killed somewhere."
"Seras…" Izaiah motioned for Seras to join him in the coffin. "I'm sure that he cares about you."
Izaiah wasn't sure what made him feel the need to defend Alucard and couldn't describe how he knew Alucard cared about Seras, but he did.
As she closed the coffin, Seras let herself move to scoot in closer with Izaiah's body. She needed to feel his stability.
"We'll see. Night Izaiah."
"Night, Seras."