Alucard took another sip of his red wine, unsure of what he should do. Tonight wasn't a very interesting night. His master is busy making plans for all the fallen who died yesterday. Tomorrow she will bury them and have their wake. She seemed rather stressed by the fact that only a handful of her men are left alive.

No ghouls have attacked yet, that means he has not been busy lately. For now he must sit back and wait for his next orders, which wasn't very amusing for him. This kind of thing gets boring, and fast. He sighed and placed his glass on the small table beside his hat and orange spectacles. If only he had a source of entertainment he can call upon anytime he wished…

He smirked, a fang poked out of his lips.

"Pet." He called his favorite play thing. He shivered as her power entered his room and she stepped out of her familiar portal.

"Yes?" She replied, walking out of the opening, before it closed behind her.

"I am bored. Entertain me." He ordered.

"Umm…?" She seemed confused. "What do you wish for me to do? You want me to juggle or something?"

"You know how to juggle?"

"No." She confessed, and laughed. He couldn't help but give a small chuckle as well. She knows jokes. Impressive. "I am not a clown, Master." She told him. "I do not know how to entertain others."

"I believe otherwise. You have proven yourself to be quite entertaining for me at times."

"Thank you?" She took that as a compliment. He smirked and motioned towards his bottle of wine.

"I have two glasses here, would you like to join me?" He invited her for a drink.

"I do enjoy tasting delicious things." She smiled.

"Seems we have something in common after all, Pet." He smirked. She glanced around the room and a small frown showed itself on her delicious looking form. His eyes narrowed at the sight. For some reason he did not like that expression.

"Though you have two glasses, you do not have two chairs, Master." She informed him of his lack of sitting accommodations.

"I see." He nodded his head in understanding. Of course, he already knew that.

"I shall get another chair." She was about to turn around, when he stopped her.

"That is not necessary." He told her. "You can sit on my lap." He offered her the best seat in the house.

"Ah, I see. So that is your plan, uh?" She laughed at his tactics and rolled her eyes. He chuckled at the humorous expression and uncrossed his legs.

"Brilliant, isn't it?" He patted his lap. "Will you join me, knowing that you must sit on my lap to enjoy this wonderfully aged wine?"

"Are you testing me?" She questioned.

"Maybe." He smirked.

"Tempting me with such things like that." She sighed. "Though I do like great tasting things, I can not accept the conditions, if I must sit on your lap to enjoy it." She rejected his offer, like he knew she would.

"That's too bad." He tried to sound disappointed. "Now it seems I have to order you to do so…" His smirk grew.

"Ugh!" She groaned in frustrations and covered her face with her hands in anger.

"After all, what better way to be entertained then to have you keep me company against your will?" He chuckled at her deflated expression. "Glad you see it my way."

She lowered her hands and sighed in defeat. If she was ordered to do so, she can not object, as long as his life isn't in danger. Even if this would make her feel uncomfortable and a little upset, it will not anger her enough to make her powers go out of control and threaten his life. What has she gotten herself into? She questioned her own luck for getting such a strange master, and slowly walked up to his seat.

She stood in front of him, and looked down at his form. His hands that were folded comfortably on his lap, moved till they were lazily spread out, and he gave an amused shrug.

"There will be no funny business. I promise." His smirk grew. She snorted at the comment, and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes tightly, and slowly sat down across his lap, leaning her back against the arm rest. Several quiet moments passed and she kept her eyes shut tight, waiting for the worst. His deep chuckle surrounded her frame and she cracked open one eye, finding herself staring into deep red. "There. That wasn't so bad, now was it?" His voice flowed past her ear and she couldn't help but blush.

"Well…" She turned her head away from him and he continued to laugh, amused.

"You're very light, you know that?" He complimented her. Her blush grew, earning another chuckle from the vampire. He reached up and gently took one of her raven locks and placed it under his lips. "Your scent is quite intoxicating as well." He spoke. "Wonder why I never noticed before…" He mumbled to himself. She huffed and pulled her hair away from his grasp.

"I thought you said you wouldn't do anything funny?" She glared at him.

"Your right…" He smirked. "Seems I have already broken my own rules, what a shame…" She couldn't help but growl at his calm attitude.

"What has gotten into you?" She questioned. "You're acting strange." She noticed. "More then usual anyway…"

"Well if you must know." He started to explain, lowering his body till he was whispering into her ear, as if it were a secret. "You said before that you have never been kissed, correct?"

"Yes…?" Her face got flushed with embarrassment. What does that have to do with anything--?

"That must mean you are a virgin." His tone was laced with pure amusement.

"Jerk!" She growled at him, her blush spreading across her ears and down her neck.

"Now, now. No need for name calling." He gently grabbed her chin and tilted her head up. "This is a wonderful thing." He smirked. "We should celebrate your celibacy with this delicious red wine!"

She blinked, slightly surprised to see his glass float towards his outreached hand, before he gently grabbed it and took a small slip. So he is telekinetic? She watched with amazement as the bottle of wine and her own glass floated towards her. The bottle tipped over and poured a small amount into the glass, before it sat back down unto the table. She smiled and reached out, grabbing the filled glass.

"Thank you." She placed the glass to her lips and took a small sample. She sighed in delight as the tangy liquid touched her tongue. It's delicious! She took another sip and her face got flushed with excitement as she enjoyed the wonderful taste that flooded her senses.

"I see that you like my taste." He smirked, taking another drink of his own glass.

"Yes. It's great." She smiled to herself, looking at the red liquid inside the glass.

"Maybe later we can get a bite to eat as well?" The tone in his words made her raise an eyebrow and glance at him out of the corner of her eyes. He licked his lips, staring at her bare neck intensely with his piercing red orbs. She squeaked and covered her neck with her free hand, trying to keep it away from his prying eyes.

"Master!" She objected.

"Yes?" He tried to sound innocent, a small smile played across his face.

"I'm not on the menu!" She growled.

"Why not?" He sounded disappointed. "You already know that I enjoy great tasting things. I would be more then happy to drink your pure blood." His fang poked out of his lips, showing his excitement. "You should be proud that someone like me would want to drink your blood." He gloated.

"I'm sorry but even if you ordered it, I can not let you bite me."

"This is the second time you have refused me." He seemed surprised.

"My powers are infused with my blood. I'm not sure what would happen if you drank it. It might kill you instantly." She sighed. "Your life is my first concern, so I cannot let you bite me because of this fact."

"I see…" He sighed and took another sip of his drink. "That's too bad." He closed his eyes and relaxed in his chair. She frowned, confused. He's not upset by this? Was this just a test? She glared at him, upset by the mere thought of it. "But I must confess. Your powers make me react in a special way…" He mumbled to himself.

"Special way?" She questioned, taking a drink of her wine.

He did not answer her. She sighed, trying to figure out what he meant. He could mean sexually, but she doubted it. He has not tried anything, and she has not felt that kind of intent in his actions. Hmm...

He is a vampire. That could mean his body reacts to her powers in that way. Her powers are pure, which is supposed to kill all evil and corrupt spirits in the world. This could make his body react out of instincts to her presence. Might be a safety measure to warn him of the danger. She sighed. But why didn't he mention this before? Maybe… he enjoys it? Her eyes widened with surprise as she looked at his resting form.

She wasn't sure but she did not put it past the strange vampire. He was different from any other person she has ever met before. Human or demon. Does he really enjoy it? She couldn't help but wonder. She glanced down at the glass held within his hand. She stared at his hand, as if waiting for it to move from its position on the arm rest. She flinched when he raised his glass and placed it onto his lips, taking a sip of his wine, before placing it back. She glanced at his face, making sure he wasn't looking, before she carefully reached out and touched the rim of his glass. Placing some of her powers into the small container, she allowed it to seep into the red liquid. She smiled as she watched it glow a faint pink before it returned to normal.

She pulled her hand away, and made sure he didn't catch her. She sighed when he still had his eyes closed. If he enjoys that, he will defiantly enjoy this. She giggled and took a small slip of her own drink. She watched closely as his hand rose up, and he placed the glass to his lips once again. He tilted the glass and the red liquid hit his lips.

She watched in surprise as the glass cracked and his eyes snapped open. She felt his whole body shiver underneath her. After a moment the shivering stopped and he gave a long and low whistle, showing that he was impressed. He sat up in his seat and he ran his free hand through his black hair, before rubbing the back of his neck. A large smirk was plastered unto his face.

"Glad you liked it." She smiled at him.

"So you spiked my drink?" He sounded amused by this, raising an eyebrow at her in question.

"Maybe." She laughed and placed her glass to her lips. He seemed to like that answer, for he gave a deep roar of laughter, before he took another drink of his tainted wine. She once again, felt his body shiver underneath her and he hissed in delight.

"Wonderful…" He mumbled. He raised his hand and patted her on the head in praise. "Good girl."

"For the last time. I am not a dog." She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"You should be more thankful when your master praises you for a good job. I don't do it often."

"Yes, Master."

"Good." He took another sip of his drink and sighed. "Though you cracked my glass, I will over look it." She grumbled in displeasure and he chuckled in amusement. "I thought you were the one who was looking out for my well being, yet here you are, spiking my drink with your powers, which by your words, can kill me."

"I have been around you long enough to know your limits, Master." She smiled.

"I see…" He hummed, thinking to himself.

She placed her cup to her lips and tipped the glass, but frowned when she realized it was empty. She lowered her glass and reached over to grab the bottle, but it quickly floated away from her touch. She looked at him and pouted. He chuckled at her childlike behavior.

"Allow me." He offered.

The bottle slowly floated towards her and she held out her glass. He tipped the bottle and poured the liquid into the container. After it was done she placed the full glass to her lips and happily drank. She smiled, still enjoying the wonderful taste the red liquid gave her.

Feeling eyes upon her she glanced over and saw her master looking at her with a sly grin on his face. He placed his own glass to his lips and drank his last sip as well. He placed his hand to the side. The bottle moved and started to pour more into the cup. When it was done it gently rested back onto the table, next to his hat.

"Tell me, Pet, do you feel tipsy yet?" He asked.

"Sorry to disappoint you Master, but I cannot get drunk."

"Ah, so you are not human after all."

"Well, not really." She sighed and looked at the red liquid swirling within her glass. "I have this human form, but it does not age." She told him.

"How old are you?" He questioned, placing the glass to his lips and taking a sip.

He frowned and clicked his tongue before placing the cup in front of her. She gave a small laugh at his displeased look before placing her finger unto the rim of the glass, sending a small amount of her power into the liquid. He nodded his head in thanks before taking a swig of the spiked drink.

"I'm not sure." She confessed. "I do not keep track of time, but I believe I was alive for a little over a century, before I was placed into that crystal."

"How long was you imprisoned?"

"I find it rather dull to keep track of dates, but by the look of this era, I guess I was trapped for a few hundred years." She always believed that if she was going to never age, why worry about what year it was. So she never paid much attention to it, not anymore, anyways.

"I see." He took anther drink of his wine. "How did you get there, anyway? You seem too strong to fall for a trap."

Her eyes drooped as she thought back. Her chest started to feel constricted and her body felt heavy. The grip on her glass unconsciously tightened and she sighed.

"Pet?" His voice seemed far away…

A large crash snapped her out of her daze and she gasped in surprise. She looked down and instantly noticed she broke her glass, sending shards and liquid all over her and her master.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean-- I." She sighed and turned her head away. How could she do something like that?

"Hmm…" His deep chuckle made her blink in surprise.

He wasn't mad? She watched his own glass float out of his hand and land on the table beside us. He flicked his wrist and her blue orbs widened. She rubbed her eyes, trying to make sure she wasn't seeing things. She watched in amazement as all the shards and even the liquid morphed back into place, as if someone pressed 'rewind' and it magically got put back together, like it never happened.

She slowly reached out and touched the floating glass, unsure of herself. Her master chuckled at her, and the newly fixed glass of wine floated closer to her. She raised her hand, and finally took the glass and examined it, stunned. Should she drink it? She thought about it, but then remembered the liquid fell on her, her master, and the floor. Her face turned pale and she placed the glass onto the table, suddenly not wishing to drink it anymore.

"Don't want it?" His voice was oozing amusement.

"Not really…" She placed her hands on her lap and turned her head away.

"After I went though all that trouble to piece it back together…"

"Umm… Thank you." She blushed, embarrassed that she forgot to thank him for his help. He chuckled, probably because he found her blushing entertaining, but then again, she has a hard time understanding him…

"You never did answer my question." He informed her.

"Uh?" She blinked, surprised. "What question?" Feeling her body tremble from his deep chuckle, she couldn't help but blush again.

"Why were you put in that crystal?"

"Oh…" She mumbled, feeling downhearted again. She looked at the floor and started fidgeting. She sighed and wiggled in his lap. She felt nervous as he watched her with his deep red orbs, taking in her every movement.

I'm happy now, so I don't need you anymore, Kagome.

"My last Master…" She mumbled. "He …" Her chest felt tight and she unconsciously started to nibble her lower lip. "He was kind, and had nothing when I first met him. Such a gentle man, he had no idea what he wanted or how to command me. He always wanted the simple things like food." She smiled to herself, remembering. "We would go out and pickpocket people."

"Kagome! You got more then me again!" He laughed, taking a bite out of an apple. "Where did you learn your skills at uh? You got to teach me some of those moves."

"Then I wouldn't be the one winning if I did that." She laughed as well.

"It was the only life he knew, so it was only natural that he wouldn't understand that I could give him more that that. Though I was a thief for doing such things, in the short memories I had with him, I was happy." Her eyes fogged over and her heart felt heavy. "He treated me more like a friend, then a servant." She flinched, feeling a pain in her chest. "But I guess all good things must come to an end, uh?" She gave a small laugh, trying to pass it off.

"Hey, I think that girl is checking you out." She whispered to him.

"What? Where?" He looked around, and she motioned towards a girl who was giggling with a group of her friend, while looking there way. "Wow she's pretty…" He flashed a goofy grin her way, and waved. The girl blushed and blew him a kiss. He stuttered and lost his balance, falling off of the railing and landed into the unlucky fruit bender blow.

He quickly popped out of the rubble and scratched his head in embarrassment. She grabbed her sides and started to cry, unable to control her laughter, until she too lost her balance and fell off the rail, landing on top of him with a loud crash.

"He fell in love with a woman. After that, he wished to change his life, to be with her. He got a real job, and asked her to marry him." Her vision started to get blurry and she closed her eyes. "At first it was just a request to keep my distance, so she would not find out. I obeyed, and at his request I found a cave to hide myself so she would not find me. I guess it was because he was afraid she would get jealous…" She gave a small huff. "He would visit everyday and talk to me…" Her voice got softer.

"You wouldn't believe what happened today Kagome. The boss gave me double because I work harder then anyone else there!" He announced with joy.

"That's great." She smiled.

"They say I might even get a promotion if I keep up the good work!"

"Knowing you, you'll just get lazy and slack off." She laughed.

"Yeah…" He scratched his head and joined in her laughter.

"Soon the visits became less and less. Days would go by but he would always return, saying sorry. But then days became months, and he never showed. I got worried so I went against his wishes, left the cave, and went to his house." She shivered, suddenly feeling cold. "Of course he was in no danger, he just had a son. That's all." She gave a small smile. "A son…" She whispered. "He had a son and a family. He was happy, and he had everything he wanted. I was no longer needed."

"Kagome! What are you doing here?!" He sounded surprised to see her.

"I was worried when you didn't show…"

"I'm sorry, I forgot about you…"

A sharp pain hit her chest and she whimpered. She clinched her chest, as if to stop the pain, but it was not helping.

"Y- You forgot about me?"

"Yeah. Josei had a son and I figured you would move on. You know, live your own life."

"I only live to serve you."

"I'm happy now, so don't need you anymore, Kagome. I thought you would have figured that out on your own!"

"Don't you understand!?" She growled. "You are my Master! I have no one else! My whole life is to obey you!"

"I don't want that! You're free! I free you! Now get out of here!!"

"I cannot be free! I must stay by your side until you grow old and die! Until then I am to follow your orders and obey your commands! I am not some pet you can free whenever you don't want me anymore, Master!!"

"I don't need you!!!" He yelled. "Get out of here!!! I don't ever want to see you again!!!" He pointed back in the direction of the cave.

"Is that an order, Master?" She mumbled, her head hung low.

"Yes!"

"As you wish…"

Her heart felt constricted and her eyes started to sting with the unshed tears welding in her eyes. She clamped her eyes shut, trying to will the memory away.

"I did as he wished and made it so he could never see me again. I waited until my new master would appear and touch my enclosure to awaken me." Slowly the silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks. She lowered her head, not wanting him to see her like this. He probably thinks she is an idiot.

She felt him gently grip her chin, and she kept her eyes shut. He tilted her head up and she felt his hot breath on her neck. She gave a small whimper, but did not open her eyes. He is going to bite her? It doesn't matter. She doesn't feel like putting up a fight anymore. She nibbled on her lower lip in nervousness. If he was going to bite her, she wasn't going to stop him.

She continued to feel his breath against her neck and she shivered. Her heart started to beat faster and her face got flushed. Feeling something hot and wet touch her cheek she gasped, and her eyes snapped open. Her blush deepened when she realized he was licking her. His tongue trailed up her face and he stopped just below her eye.

"W-what are you--?" She questioned him.

"Your tears are very sweet." He told her, then stuck his tongue out and licked her cheek again.

"You're so weird…" Was all she could say, as she allowed him to taste her tears without so much as a fight. He chuckled.

"You're the one who seems to be enjoying it…"

"Shut up!" She growled. She gave him a glare, but it probably didn't seem very threatening since tears were still falling down her face.

"Mmm… So much fire in those eyes. You look very delicious like that."

"Can't you say anything nice for once!?" She questioned. Feeling exhausted, she closed her eyes again and sighed in defeat. A small sob escaped her lips.

"Hmm…" He turned her head, and licked the tears away from her other cheek. "He was a fool."

"W-what?" She whispered. Did she just hear right?

"Only a fool would give up something as delicious as you." She could feel his fangs press against her flesh as he smirked. She slowly opened her eyes and stared into deep red.

"Master…" She whispered in disbelief.

"Hmm…" He let go of her chin. "Seems you have stopped your weeping…" He noticed. "Too bad. I was enjoying the taste of your sweet tears." She blushed at his comment and he chuckled. Suddenly he stopped laughing and sighed. "She needs me for something." He mumbled. She blinked, confused. Who? Integra? His body started to disappear, molding into the shadows.

"Umm!" She suddenly spoke, trying to catch him before he left.

"Yes?" He smirked, looking down at her.

"T-Thank you…" She blushed and turned her head away. He smiled down at her and patted her head in praise.

"You are so amusing, My Pet…" He then disappeared into the shadows, and his deep chuckle echoed throughout the dark room.

She wiggled in the chair, feeling lonely without him. She felt her face heat up and she placed her hand over it, to try and cover the embarrassing emotion. Why did she think that?! She sighed and looked at the two red glasses sitting on the table. She placed her hand over one of her eyes. Why did she stop crying?

"Only a fool would give up something as delicious as you."

She smiled to herself, as a warm sensation flood her body. Why did his words, make her feel so happy?