Side note: I'm so sorry Alucard fan13… I forgot to add your chapter dedication until I saw your review! I'm a git with a horrible memory, but it's there.

Manga or anime: A x I

Chapter Dedication: Loki (I tried...really.)

Mission Six

She swallowed, hard. Her eyes remained shut and she took a deep breath. She focused on the breeze pushing gently against her back. Her slimming black slacks whipped back and forth between her slightly spread legs. Integra opened her clear, icy blue eyes. Her intelligent, wary gaze roved over her property.

The grass was meticulously cut, the bushes and trees trimmed back. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Round glasses tinted in the lamplight from her desk as Integra pushed them further up her nose. Integra turned, feeling the eyes on her back and the tug on her mind.

Alucard was propped against the door frame watching her out on the balcony. Integra straightened her cerulean tie and checked the cross tiepin. Her white shirt was starched and tucked in, which showed off her thin, lean frame. At her waist, the black belt buckle was shined. Over all, her appearance was pristine and presence stoic.

"Do you plan to stand there all night- you have work to do vampire."

"You plan to come along then," Alucard replied, leaving his post at the entrance to the room.

Integra glared at him, "Of course, why wouldn't I?"

Alucard approached her desk as she did. Integra straightened the thin pile of paperwork in the middle of her desk. She stared down at it knowing she should complete it right now rather then procrastinate.

Alucard grinned as he watched her, "Well, I wouldn't want you to wrinkle your clothes."

"Alucard get out!" Integra hissed.

The master vampire chuckled lightly, "As you wish, my master."

Alucard then walked backwards through the wall. Once she felt the tug on her mind faded, the one that his presence ignited, Integra sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. What she to do with him? The vampire made her goals much closer to being accomplished, but Alucard was such a nuisance most of the time.

Sometimes she wished her life was normal. She was only seventeen after all. However, her father left her in charge of the Hellsing's holy mission and would never fail him. To fail would mean death, but even more important it would bring dishonor upon her family's illustrious history. Integra would never allow that.

She grabbed the long trench-like coat and threw it over her shoulders. Integra left her arms free from the sleeves so that, if need be, she could remove the cloak quickly and have easy movement. There were ancient, oval buttons that lined the edges from neck to hips and flared out to the tail.

Integra swept confidently out of her car and onto the battlefield.

Integra slumped into her chair. The job wasn't too difficult, in fact it came rather natural to her, but the stress was immense. It was as if the very weight could crush her shoulders. As the head of the Hellsing organization, she fought in a different way then her human, and especially her inhuman, soldiers. However, she would bet that none would gladly take her seat at the end of the Knight's table. Her uncle had wanted it, but he would have crumbled not long after. All responsibility fell to Integra. Even if she was not the one holding the gun, she certainly did pull the trigger because it was on her orders and authority.

This mission had been rather…messy too. Integra had celebrated her eighteenth birthday by having to shoot six of her soldier-turned ghouls. Was there anything worse? Integra gritted her teeth. She had stood over them, watched them train, and pushed them in harder than they probably deserved. After all, Hellsing only recruited the very best of her majesty's soldiers. She practically ground them into the ground, but it was all to prevent occurrences exactly like tonight from happening.

Integra had done it herself. It was her duty to put them to rest because it was her fault they had been turned. It was on her order that they even entered the building. However, at least their souls had not been left as those of ghouls.

Integra never cared much for her birthday; however, what a way to spend it. The mission had expected to be a raging success. There was only one vampire, but legions of ghouls. Even she would admit that it was quite a feat for one undead to create so many ghoulish creatures. Well, at least they could now close the many missing person's reports that had popped up over the past couple of weeks.

The blonde woman smiled bitterly. Her head didn't bow or even bend. She really needed to pick up smoking. There was nothing else that could ease the weight of her guilt and the waxing pressure behind her eyes, signaling the arrival of a head ache.

Integra rubbed her face in her hands, "Happy Birthday."

Integra sighed when she felt her servant approaching. She really didn't want to deal with him right now.

Alucard slid right through the door, not bothering to open it. His stare roved over the unmoving woman. Her appearance was as perfect as always, not one hair out of place; however, grief clung to ever thread in her clothing. One hand was wrapped over her eyes, but Alucard smelled no salt in the air. Integra was much like the image of her father. She wouldn't stoop to crying, instead she would exact revenge. Her fury was just as impressive as her iron will.

After a minute, she finally stood not acknowledging her presence. Integra moved out onto the balcony. The pair of doors opened in silence and Integra threw them open uncaring.

Alucard's eyes grew more intense. He followed slowly. The young woman did not face him. She simply stood staring out into the landscape distantly. Alucard's eyelids dropped to half mast. His face was not worried in the least. He knew this little girl better than any other. This was not enough to break her.

Integra did not shrug off his hands when he placed them on her shoulders. He massaged the muscles gently, pulling at the knots residing there.

"Let me bear some of the weight, my master," he said his voice serious and soft.

Integra closed her eyes and a small smile graced her lips. She lifted a hand and covered his much larger one with her own. His skin was a pale white while Integra's was a creamier tan. Integra squeezed lightly.

"Alucard…"

Integra's voice did not shake or quiver. It was soft, grateful. Her sapphire orbs opened and glinted with determination.

Alucard gave a lopsided smile to her back, "What are you orders, my master?"

Integra's face was now serious, stern, and stoic.

"As it has always been vampire- search and destroy."

Alucard grinned then.

They pair continued to stand together on the private balcony. Both proud figures did not budge until the light of dawn began to tip over the horizon. The vampire tipped his hat and disappeared in his usual manner.

Integra smiled and called for Walter. They had much to do. This act against them would not be forgiven and the perpetrators would be hunted down. Her soldiers' sacrifices would not go unnoticed.

Integra turned from the dawn and lifted a hand to squeeze her shoulder thoughtfully. She could still feel the weight that had been previously perched there. Even if it had only been for a minute or so, the meaning behind it had been clear.

Integra smiled thinly.

Alright something lighter will be next, perhaps humorous (I suck at humor just about as much as I do at fluff unfortunately). Pairing…oh I don't know- suggestions?