A/N:Oh wow! I got sooo many REVIEWS! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay/1 thank u soooo much!!!! I swear I'll try to update but its kinda hard, y'know? I see a lot of u good folks like the matchmaker plan and my character, Nick. I wanted to create a story where Seras and Alucard fall in love while playing the parents to an orphan. It's just one of my many ideas and I'm really glad you all like it. Nick isn't based on anyone. I just wanted to make up a kid. The name Nicholas is one of my favorite male names. Another form of Nicholas is Nicholai, a Romanian name of a famous ruler, can't remember which tho, ehehe...just so u know. I know a great site with lots of cool and unusual names and their meaning. use this site if u have a lil trouble naming ur OC's. Thanks again for sooo many reviews!.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing. I own Nicholas and the plot to this fic, so sue someone else.

Seras had run away from Nick's room as fast as she could. Why? Why was he acting like this after so many years working together? He never made her feel like a toy until now. So why now? That was all she could ask herself. Just why, why, why?

Who could answer these questions? "No one. No one but him", she thought to herself. Seras made her solemn way up to the rooftop, she could always think there.

Laying on the sloop of the roof wasn't exactly comfortable but seeing the stars above her head did calm her a lot. She put her arms behind her head for a make-shift pillow and she took in a deep breath, no matter how unnecessary, and let it out with a swoosh.

She laid there for a while, just watching the stars sparkle and shine, until she felt a presence on the roof. It was human. She turned her head to see who it was and immediately she groaned, putting her hands over her face.

"Ah! Bon jour, mon Cheri!"

"Hello Pip." Came her mumbled reply. Pip looked confused for a mere moment then his face cracked into one of his grins. She made no effort to push him away when he laid down beside her, his arm conveniently going under and around her shoulders, pulling her to his chest.

Seras didn't care, not at this moment. Noticing his commander didn't do anything to him, Pip was sure something was bothering her. Now he wouldn't be a good Frenchman if he didn't find out what it was, no? Besides, it might make her think he was compassionate and finally be with him.

"What is wrong, ma petite?" Pip asked, shifting around a bit so he could look at her. Seras sighed and closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of leather and wine. She reluctantly moved closer, the night was chilly since it was late Autumn, and his body was giving off heat. So in other words, she had no choice.

"Seras?"

"Would you deliberately play games with a woman even if you had no feelings toward her?" Seras just blurted out, looking at him with her red eyes. "Don't forget I know how to read minds now, Pip."

He gulped and attempted a grin. "Well, how do you mean, Cheri? Who is playing games with you?"

"Master." Was the dull reply and Pip nodded his head in understanding. "Why?"

"I don't know."

"Aha, Cheri. I cannot help you if you do not tell. Si vous plait?" He pleaded,

Another sigh. " I don't know how anyone finds you attractive..." She mumbled. Seras could feel his hand playing with her hair and normally, she'd knock it away bit the way his fingers twirled and caressed her locks, it soothed her, made her more calm then she ever was.

Was this what women see in Pip? A charming man, with soft touches, an understanding heart and a compassionate side?? Seras snorted at her stupidity. Pip was a dirty player, he uses his charms and rogue-ish looks to get girls into bed! There's nothing sensitive about this man!

But her mind argued with this statement. Why was he here, holding her, stroking her hair, wanting to know about her troubles?

"Cheri?" Pip's voice broke her thoughts. She breathed in again, the air heavy with the smell of freshly fallen leaves and that unnameable scent of Fall. Maybe it was because of that she loved Autumn so much.

"Pip, you have failed to answer my questions..." She said with a sigh as she snuggled closer for the warmth. She was now pressed against him, her hand gripping his shirt tightly while the other just lay there on his chest. Seras's head was under his long arm and it circled around her shoulders, while his other was behind his own head, for a pillow.

"As you have failed to answer mine. And I am aware that I have asked more questions then you." Pip retorted with a large triumphant grin.

Seras glared at him and watched with a smirk when his grin faltered. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Fine."

Seras smiled at her victory. Pip wondered how to answer her question. "To play games with a woman even if you do not feel for her is very low and perhaps childish." He paused when he heard her snort with suppressed laughter. She nudged him to continue so he did.

"Alucard isn't human though so I cannot say why he does what he does. But..." Pip looked at the girl snuggled against him and gave her a somewhat friendly smile.

"But...I have noticed how protective he is around you, how close he is around you. I do believe that l'amour has found her way even into the beast's heart."

"Don't be absurd, Pip! This is Master we're talking about! He doesn't give a rat's ass for romance! He--" Seras was stopped in mid-rant by Pip putting his finger softly on her lips, his face so close to hers, it frightened her.

"Sshh... I may have had may women in bed, ma petite, but I am French. I know love when I see it." He whispered and gave her a heart-melting smile. "I know when someone is struck by her arrows, Lady l'amour. She is a swift and silent archer who seals those with troubled hearts aching for the ones that'll never love back. Then she hits them with her poisoned arrows and seals the lover's fate."

"Oh, Pip..."Seras said sadly.

"I'd give anything to hear my name escape your lips like that, only in a pleasurable moan..." He whispered in a husky voice and slowly he closed the small distance between their faces. Seras felt her throat tighten when she saw him move closer.

Without thinking Seras wrenched herself from his hold and rolled away from him on the black shingled roof. Pip sort of stumbled in his advance and opened his eye to see his commander staring at him with wide, scared eyes and shaking her head slowly at him. The French mercenary let out a disappointed sigh.

"Je suis vraiment désolé..." He apologized in French. Fortunately Seras understood a bit of French and replied with a small, uncertain voice. " Tu es pardonné."

Pip smiled and turned his gaze back toward the sky, putting a lit cigarette in his mouth. She watched as he took a long drag from it and let out the smoke in one single breath.

"So how does he play games with you, Cheri?" He asked after a long silence that had settled between them. She had decided to sit a little nearer to him. she looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was losing it's beautiful dark color at a snail's pace.

"He makes me think...that he's attracted to me. He makes me feel...wanted." Here she let out a small laugh, she couldn't believe she was talking to the French playboy, of all people to talk to. Seras willed herself to continue, despite the slow prickly feeling she got in her chest and throat.

"Then when he makes me feel like I'm worth something to him...He lets me fall, pushes me away." Unwillingly the tears that had deserted her earlier had come back, making her eyes sting and her face streaked with blood. "He told me that I was nothing to him, just a toy." She let the tears fall. Seras put her face in her arms over her knees. She watched how the large tear drops fell from her face to her skirt with soft splats.

"Just a toy. Just a useless toy." She repeated with a croak. He voice was breaking when she spoke, so Seras didn't bother talking anymore. Pip just watched his commander weep and sob, her crying speaking volumes how in pain she was about this.

He said nothing, comforting women in a state like Seras's was not his specialty. Pip did feel bad for her, his commander or not. She was still more human than vampire. Pip sighed and stood up, put out his cigarette on the shingles and walked over to her haunched form. "Talk to him, Cheri. The fact that he made you feel that way means a lot. I am sorry for not being able to help you."

He crouched so he was level with her. Seras looked up, her crimson eyes even bloodier then ever from her crying. A few locks of hair were in her eyes. Pip gazed into her large eyes and softly moved aside those few lock of hair. "Do not cry, ma petite. I'm sure Alucard is testing you in some strange, sick way. I stand by what I said about him being in love."

"But that's impossible, Pip. How could he fall in love with someone worthless like me?" Seras demanded softly. Watching him closely, she saw him give a smirk that greatly resembled Alucard's smirk.

"It isn't impossible, Cheri. He was human once before. "Here Pip's brows knitted together as he cocked his head, his one-eye gaze elsewhere. "I think he was. I cannot be sure, the way he acts, the way he kills..."Pip shivered to show what he meant. "But that is not the point. The point is, if he changed you for a reason then it's because you're beautiful, smart and strong-willed. The fact that you are innocent gives him another reason to turn you. Innocence is rare in this world. You're unique Seras...And you're his."

Pip ruffled her hair and left through the attic window he used to go on the roof. Once he got out of the attic, Pip it another cigarette and slowly made his way downstairs to the main floor. He did not see a small glint in the shadows, coming from a monocle of a certain Walter Dolnez.

Walter stealthilly followed the French mercenary until he was close enough to talk to him. He reached out and touched the man's shoulder. Pip suddenly leaped and grabbed onto the railing beside him, the cigarette he had been smoking fell on the carpet, breathing heavily as he frantically sought out the person who had scared him so. Walter chuckled deeply, seeing the soldier's frightened gaze finally meeting his. In a flash, Pip regained his composure attempting to look cool as he lit another cigarette.

"Si vous plait, Walter, don't do that!" The French playboy pleaded in his deep voice. Walter merely replied with another chuckle. "My apologies, Pip."

"What do you want, Walter?"

"How did it go?"

"Police Girl? She's a wreck, sir."

"Poor thing. Alucard really did this time." Walter sighed sympathetically. Pip nodded and scratched his head nervously. "I did my best to comfort her..."

"I appreciate that, Pip." Walter patted the younger man on the back. A moment's silence then Walter continued his questioning. "What did she say?"

"Well...She told me her master was playing games with her, making her feel important then worthless. She also said that he told her she was only a toy to him."

"Curse him! Playing with the young girl's emotions like that, it's just not fair to her." Walter whispered angrily. Pip just stood there, deep in thought. The windows lining the walls began to shed more light into the dark hallway where the two men now stood. Pip snapped out of his thoughts, put his hand on the old butler's back, bringing Walter out of his own thoughts. "I bid you adieu, Walter."

"Yes, yes I'll have to be on my way as well." Walter said absently, shaking the French mercenary's hand then bustling off in another direction. Pip stood there for a moment, then smiled.What ever that old man was planning, Pip was sure it would make living in Hellsing a tad more interesting.

Seras watched the sky go pink, felt the first rays of sun touch her. It was a moment of bliss until she felt a strange burning sensation on her skin. She sat there confused for a moment until she saw the sun come slowly up. Her eyes grew wide and her face was full of fear. But for some reason, Seras couldn't get up, she was paralyzed.

She screamed.

A/N: I'll update next time. Kisses! BTW here are the French words that I used and their translations.

Suis vraiment désolé: I'm really sorry

Tu es pardonné: you are forgiven