Girls night In.
Disclaimer: Hellsing belongs people who are not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Alucard . . . then he'd be mine.
Rating: PG-13
Authoress note: The best times we have been when plans go astray.
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{Seras}
It had been far too long since she had had any time to herself. So tonight she had made time. She'd made enquiries of Sir Hellsing and found that she wouldn't be needed tonight. All her little odd jobs were done and Master was somewhere out of the way. She'd had a long bath, using some soap Walter had given her as a late birthday gift. It smelt like cherries. The hot water had been a gift from god. She could feel all the past months' worry falling away from her. Carried away by scalding water and the smell of cherries. She'd even finished her book in the bath and had cried at the ending. The tears had felt good and had kept coming a long time after being sensible. But she didn't feel bad. Instead, it was like an inner cleansing. She felt lighter now, less worried. Yes, the bath had been wonderful. Now warm from the lingering effects of the scorching water and smelling slightly of cherries, she had come back into her room. Walter had changed her bedding for her, and she smiled. It may be foolish, but there was something nice about having a long bath and coming into a clean bed. She had dried off completely and pulled on flannel pyjamas. The soft material had made her smile. She had been into town a few days ago and had bought a few little bits and pieces. A laptop had been one of the most expensive pieces along with a few DVDs, some makeup and a little pampering kit. She grinned widely at all of them now and pulled her little table closer to her bed. Setting up the laptop had been easy, choosing a film had not been, but she managed. Settled now wrapped in her blanket and soft pyjamas, with tissue between her toes and a nail brush in her hand Seras, felt more human than she had in a long time. The clay on her face was getting dry, and she had to remember not to smile at the warm contented feeling running through her. She should have done this ages ago. Then, just when everything was perfect, he came and spoiled it all.
"What is that on your face!" the older vampire looked horrified as he phased through the wall. Seras didn't reply. She would not ruin the face mask because of him. He would have to wait. "You look like a troll," he said after a moment, and Seras gave up and smiled. With the face mask ruined, she walked to her sink and rinsed the clay from her skin. It had been on there for a little while. Maybe that was long enough. She doubted a clay mask bought from Superdrug would have that much effect on undead skin, anyway. But it was the ritual of it that had been important. Clean from clay. She turned to look at Alucard, who had stolen her warm spot on the bed and was going through her little pampering kit with a curiosity not unknown to cats.
"I am having a nice evening. Don't spoil it." The words 'go away' remained unsaid, but he seemed to hear them despite this. The look he turned on her surprised her and she paused for a moment and then, rolling her eyes, answered his expression. "You can stay if you don't spoil it." Ten minutes later, Seras was regretting letting him stay.
"What on earth is going on?" Alucard said after a few moments of film watching. "And why is that girl carrying a rat?"
"It's a dog," Seras answered. Alucard made a face that told her exactly what he thought of that. Obviously, to him, dogs should not be able to fit into handbags but should be able to take down bears. "She's going to law school," Seras explained.
"Why?" the older vampire was perplexed.
"Because no one thought she could! And her boyfriend ... Ex-boyfriend went," Seras snapped. "Look, if you're going to be a pain you can go away," Alucard mumbled something, but shut up under the glare of his fledgling. Maybe the threat of wanting to paint his nails was worth something.
"That smells," he mumbled. Seras sighed loudly. Maybe the threat was worthless. "And it's a weird colour."
"It's red!" Seras sat up from where she was painting her toes. "I thought you liked red."
"But why are you painting your toes? You wear boots all the time, or fluffy socks." Alucard pointed out and cussed when Seras put a dollop of red nail varnish on his hand.
"Never you mind why." Seras knew he had a point but chose to ignore it. Alucard coughed but didn't comment again on the fumes from the polish, creams and other assorted chemicals his fledgling was still covering herself with. With a mild huff, he lay down, wondering briefly why Seras' bed was so damn small. He ended up crunched up into a strange ball position, so as not to come into contact with any of the vials and bottles Seras had scatted about. Absently, he picked up a nail file and sniffed at it. Seras sniggered at him and he glared. Absently, she started running a brush through his hair, ignoring his mumbling. It was a soothing motion, like stroking her cat back home. The noises each of them made weren't dissimilar either. Although the contented purring Tom had made was softer and less gravely, while the contented sound coming from her master could have terrified men in tanks. Seras smiled at the thought and continued running the brush through his hair, wondering vaguely when he had last brushed his hair. It wasn't as tuggy as she had expected, but she couldn't imagine Alucard ever doing something as mundane as brushing his hair.
"So this is a nice evening." Alucard said after a while. Seras sighed.
"Yes, it is."
"Why?"
Seras rolled her eyes and tapped him with the hard part of the brush, earning a starter grunt in response.
"It is nice because it's quiet. It's relaxing. No one is getting shot and I'm paying attention to myself," she answered. They were silent for a few minutes, watching the film. Elle was graduating from law school and making a big speech. Seras was only half aware of what the TV blonde was yammering about. Her master's hair had wrapped itself around her wrist and was drifting, rhythmically. It was actually pleasant. The warmth from the bath was fading but there was heat coming from him oddly enough and it was nice. She could hear him breathing quietly and feel the slow, near silent beat of his heart. She smiled to herself. He wasn't so bad for the company when he shut up for ten minutes. The film ended and Alucard moved, breaking the spell of silence that had fallen over them in the last few minutes.
"Well, that was stupid." He took the DVD from the laptop and sneering at it. "I'm picking the next one."
"You want to watch another one?" Seras was a little surprised. Alucard nodded. Seras smiled a little and reached down into her bag beside her bed and pulled out Pringles, ginger dipped in chocolate and a bottle of wine. "Fine, you can pick the next one, then." Alucard rummaged for a few moments in her DVD collection, occasionally making confused little noises but eventually returning with a box in hand. Seras burst out laughing after a moment.
"Clueless!" she squeaked, "you hated Legally Blonde and now you want to watch Clueless." Alucard hissed at her but stopped when he noticed all the junk food Seras was now producing. Shaking his head, he dumped the DVD in the machine and plonked himself back down on the bed, stealing the bottle of wine.
"It was this or Mean Girls, this has more leggy girls on the cover. If I am going to subject myself to this, then I might as well enjoy what I'm looking at."
"I didn't ask you to stay," Seras grumbled. Alucard shrugged and tipped half the bottle of wine down his throat.
"This wine is pink," he said, shaking his head after a moment
"It is Rose wine," Seras sighed, "I like it." She snatched the bottle back and took a sip.
"Tastes like candy floss," Alucard grumbled then looked at the laptop. "oh for crying out loud, why would anyone want a wardrobe that big!" he threw a marshmallow at the laptop.
"Hey!" Seras giggled. "I was going to eat that."
"No, you weren't, it is ammunition to show my distaste." After half an hour, he had covered the laptop in marshmallows. Alucard had fallen asleep and Seras was enjoying herself for the first time in a long, long time.
End
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