Author's Note - Alright, as since I have nothing else to do and I'm totally bored now, I guess I'll give you guys a new chappie. Over five-hundred hits with a humble nine reviews! I didn't think this fic would be that popular to honest. I really feel loved, thank you guys. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. Disclaimer - I do not own Hellsing or any of the characters within this fic. All characters belong to their rightful owners. I wish someone could tell me how I can urge Integra to let me own Alucard though. sniffles angrily

"That was stupid!," the ex-butler growled at himself, slamming the side of his palm on the wall. He shook his head in frustration. " She was right. That was absolutely stupid!" He bit back a snarl as he turned away from the wall, and heaved an angry sigh instead. He slumped onto the bench, covering his face with his hands as he muttered curses under his breath. It had been approximately two hours ago since Seras had stormed out of the dungeons, and an hour and a half since he had sucked every drop out of the blood bag she had delivered. He would have devoured it the instant she had slammed the door but had gotten far too caught up in licking his fingers, trying to get every bit of her essence he could possibly find. To say in the least, he had most likely overdone it.

It hadn't begun to sink in as to what exactly he had just done until several moments after he had drained the packet. Between then and tossing the empty bag aside, he had lain on the cold floor, smiling like some devilish child, reveling in his moment of gluttony. As his temporary "high" began to fade however, his previous actions began to register in his logic. And his sane mind was not too thrilled with it all. His mind began to become restless, realizing what it all meant.

Walter shook his head again. His first chance to have her - the chance that always mattered most, the chance with most surprise and less likely to be retaliated - had been thrown out the window. Now there was no telling how long it would be till he had even the slightest advantage over the draculina. " Damn it all," he hissed. "Just damn it all."

Unbeknownst to the once loyal retainer, a pair of red eyes flashed with amusement in the darkness far back in one of the lasts cells. A sinister chuckle rumbled quietly from the wall before the glowing eyes disappeared. In his own chambers, Alucard opened his eyes again and laughed again. " I told you, Angel. You always give yourself away. You never fail to let your patience slide." The vampire grinned, reaching for the wineglass on the table next to his throne-like chair, twirling the contents within lazily. The light in his eyes literally made the thick ruby contents glint, the glass breaking off tiny little shards of red light on his face, the ceiling, floor, and somewhat on the walls. The fragments of red danced round and round as he continued to softly swirl his drink, holding the glass just before his gaze. His grin widened. "And as for you, my noble draculina..." A laugh slipped past his lips. "... I knew you'd hold up a fight. Though it's a sort of pity that it didn't last longer. I was just waiting to see what you two would do next." He finally tipped the brim to his lips and took a long sip. Nothing like a good drink after some anticipation.

' Then again...,' he mused,'... the anticipation isn't over yet. In fact it's only begun. This is just little sparks before the real explosion. This is what everything has been leading up to since I brought her here. Since he saw her actually, it wouldn't mean anything if the idiot hadn't seen her.' Alucard licked his lips, his grin having never flatered. He took another, longer, more hearty sip before setting the glass back down on the table. He sat for awhile in his usual position, legs crossed, fingers entwined together across his chest, his posture slightly relaxed has he continued to muse deviantly.

' How long will either of them last,' he wondered. ' Seras of course will not be the one to cave first. But Walter has a rather wide range of tactics, old and rusty as they may be. The other problem with using said tactics is that he cannot withstand such teasing, it's one of his most prominent faults. And she doesn't even realize how she taunts him further! Seras may try her best to think of what it is that keeps him coming back, drooling over her feet like the dog he is. But she has no idea that, as a No-Life Queen, even the way she bats an eye or lengthens a fang can fire off a vampires desire, both male and female alike.' Alucard stirred the tip of one of his long, pointer fingers in the concoction, bringing it up to trail the liquid over his tongue. ' Plus she has no control over her pheromones, which are undoubtedly three times as stronger as when she was still clinging to her humanity. She's all the bloodsucking beauty that Walter has ever wanted, ever dreamed about.' Alucard paused in his thoughts as an idea came to him, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. ' Still... Walter has more experience in one particular area than she does. An area she is not use to confronting - seduction. She's been a virgin for so long - and he, having his youth back, could be just as much as a ladies man as he was during the forties and fifties - that he just might try to get the upper hand on her.And wherever else he can put it...'

Alucard sighed contentedly and finally rose from his chair. The night was still young and he wasn't going to waste " a day off" by sitting here. " I might as well see how my former fledling is doing," he purred. " No doubt fairing far better than Walter." Without hardly any thought, he shifted into a mass of darkness, creeping up the walls like mist and throught the ceiling to the next floor. Although Alucard's bond to Seras had been critically severed during the destruction of London, a few small ties lay between the two, and quickly fading the more she began to feed from "fresher stock". Using what connections were left between former master and servant, Alucard stretched out his senses to find her. He fazed up through another floor, finding nothing. If he was right - which he should be - she was located in the library.

'Again,' he grumbled mentally. Ever since her ascension to her regal status, the draculina had scoured the archives and whatever files she could get her hands on concerning with her dwindling kind. Both he and Seras knew full well that she could simply ask him the answers to all her questions, he had done his job of helping her rise to a more fitting level potential and had no reason to keep things from her to learn by herself now. Nonetheless, she rejected the easy way and did all the research herself, finding all of Hellsing's possible knowledge and mentally digesting it in an almost greedy manner. He didn't question her nor help her, just left her to her own devices.

When he reached the edge of the library, Alucard slipped through the wall and found her immediately. Seras had stretched out on a small loveseat next to the window across the room, her shadow arm waving in a nonexisting breeze, unrestrained to her choice of form, and propped behind her head on the arm of the sofa like a living black pillow. Her eyes were closed while one leg rested with it's foot flat on the floor, the other leg at full extent on the cushions. Her bangs, which she had slightly grown out, hung partially over the eye she had once lost, her entire expression serene. Alucard peered at her for a moment, then glanced at the table and chair by her improv bed. It's entire surface was littered with peices of aging parchment, thick dusty tomes, little pocket journals, and a giant tattered black book which appeared to date back as far as only he and God knew. Said volume was opened only a fourth of the way in while the small neck rained light down on its elderly pages. Obviously she had yet to adjust the slight strain that came with vampiric speed reading.

' Shes been out for about twenty minutes,' a voice said in the nosferatu's head.

Alucard looked back at Seras with a small smirk. He knew that voice well enough now, he heard it every now and then when Seras had conversations with 'herself'. " Evening, Pip." The vampire watched a bright green eye slide up into one of the tentacles behind her head, which stared at him.

' Don't worry,' the frenchman hissed in the vampire's mind, seeming to give him a wink. ' As long as you don't come any closer than four paces from the table, I don't zink she will wake up.' The green eye swiveled around for a second to peer at Seras, than made eyecontact with Alucard again. ' Weird as it seems, I need to speak with you.'

"Oh," Alucard asked amusedly. " Do tell."

' It's about that bastard, Walter.'

" I already knew. None of us enjoy his 'company' any more than you do."

' Yes, yes. I know. That's not the point,' Pip replied silently, unable to reply aloud as Alucard did. ' It's this whole zing with zese... advances. The suggestions he makes at her.'

" Jealous are we," the vampire crooned in mock response.

' No! Yes! Maybe! Just shut up and pay attention!,' Pip barked at him.

" Well someone certainly earned some nerve," Alucard smirked. " You've never tried a little verbal stunt with me like that before."

' Yes, but considering that I'm already "dead", I doubt that I need to worry about you killing me now. Now please, pay attention. I use to like the old timer just fine before that whole nazi mess came along, and bombed England to hell. I thought that maybe he was just cracking under pressure or being brain washed when he turned his back on our lot. But it's clear now that I was wrong.'

" We all know this, Frenchman, get to the point. I have an evening to entertain myself."

' Right. I'll snap to it. The zing is, he's really starting to piss me off. More than you or the few idiots among my men ever did. Seras may be a hell a lot stronger and wiser than she was, but we can't deny that she's still a real sweet girl. You'd put it in different terms but you get the idea. I know he's got somezing up his sleeve, somezing about Seras that I don't like. He's far too perverted.'

" I don't think you'd have the right to talk, singing about Eskimo's to her like you did," Alucard laughed.

' Every man has his privledge to act horny and what not when he really feels like it, I'll admit it. I was no exception, I never will be, even now. But that son of a bitch is taking it too far. This is a lot more than just good-hearted sexual harassment, as hypocritical as that sounds. The look in his eye just...' The former mercenary trailed off, the bright eye narrowing as it swayed to and fro, as if he were shaking his head.

" So what do you want," the vampire asked. " I don't quiet see what this has to do with me."

' I know about some of your abilities now. The migonette isn't as strong as you, that's clear enough. But she still stuns me sometimes with all the zings she can do. And I know you can read minds. All I ask of you is to tell me what Walter has planned for her. I want to be able to her help her,' Pip continued as the No-Life King arched an eyebrow. ' I want to let her know what he plans to do so she counter it.'

" I see..." Alucard softly nodded, though he didn't seem very serious with his trademark grin plastered to his face. " You do realize - or at least I think you would - that you can't fight all of her battles with her. Not like you did with the werewolf three weeks ago." The eye seemed to become thoughtful. " As she continues to embrace her urges to completely devour her victims - body, mind, and soul just as she did with you - more beings like you will begin to fill her up. Your voice will eventually be drowned out by the rest. Unless she does her best to keep contact, mind you." Alucard watched as the eye seemed to falter then regained some confidence. " Besides, I can't tell you what Walter has in store. He doesn't even know what he's going to do next, most of his plans and strategies went out the door when he pounced on her this evening."

Alucard stared back at the tiny shadow version of Pip for a moment longer than turned to leave. " I'll tell you this, Mercenary - You make sure she keeps her fondness directed at you. Walter has a history of slowly drawing young women into his twisted little web of wires. And stay on your own toes. He never did like to fight fair for what he desired." As the vampire disappeared into the wall again, the green eye and the tentacle subsided, retreating into the shadow arm of the draculina. Seras didn't even have a clue of all that had just happened.

Author's Note - There you go guys. I have to head out and find something else to do, so I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry if it didn't meet your expectations. Please review and it would be nice if you checked out my account and took my poll I have up. Thanks.