"Lucifer reborn as a God,
Feast on the blood drippin' down my jaw,
Step out of my line and get outlined in chalk,
Prince of the dark and the dead will walk."
GOMD - Sickick
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Trigger warnings: abuse, smut, profanity, guns
Sir Integra walks into her hotel room, and sits on the chair in the corner by the window. She takes a couple minutes to get completely comfortable, then pulls out a cigar. Lighting the cigar and taking a few puffs, she relaxes and tries to focus on business-related things, but the image of Madam Emiko kissing her hand replays over and over in her mind.
"It's been a while since I've thought of human-human interaction", Sir Integra thinks to herself. "But she is right, she does have a similar experience. That alone makes the attraction stronger."
It's been two days since Madam Emiko and Sir Integra met, and the attraction between both of them was intense. Sir Integra was busy with meeting with several council members, tours of Japan, and even a meeting with the Japanese Prime Minister. Even during the busy moments, Sir Integra's mind can't escape from her interaction with the heiress.
Sir Integra finally comes back to her hotel room, she decided to ignore her urges to contact Madam Emiko, because she needed a break. Five minutes of wrestling with her emotions verses her logic, she decided to contact Madam Emiko.
She uses the phone in her hotel room to call the Tesaki Manor. The phone rang for a while, until Kendra answered the phone. Sir Integra nervously wait for Kendra to speak into the phone.
"Good evening, thank you for calling the Tesaki Manor. This is Kendra speaking." Kendra answered the phone professionally and then the tone switched once she heard Sir Integra's voice.
"Ms. Kendra, this is Sir Integra calling. Is Madam Emiko around?"
"Indeed, she is, Sir Integra. Are you asking to speak to her or keep tabs on her?"
"I-I would like to speak with her", Sir Integra says, flustered. She nervously holds the phone while Kendra asks her to hold on while she goes to look for Madam Emiko. The five minutes she was on hold felt like five hours.
Suddenly, someone picks up the phone. It's difficult to determine if someone picked up the phone or someone dropped the phone. The wait makes Sir Integra's heart race.
"Hello, this is Madam Emiko speaking", made Sir Integra even more nervous. She took a deep breath and began to carry the conversation according to how she rehearsed it in her head.
"Are you busy right now?" Sir Integra responds, direct as usual. She begins to feel sweat on her forehead as she waits for Madam Emiko's answer.
"There you go again. I swear it must be a Brit thing. Is 'hello' in your vocabulary?" She replies, softly chuckling on the other end.
"Madam, I asked you a question." Sir Integra states, ignoring Madam Emiko's insult. She blushes as she gets flustered again from being ignored.
"To answer your question, Integra, I am not busy. Would you like proof?" Madam Emiko says, smiling on the other end of the phone.
"I'll be there soon. Just called to confirm." Sir Integra states, getting to the point as usual. She hangs up the phone and gets up from the hotel chair, heading to the door.
Madam Emiko is there, standing in the middle of the doorway as Sir Integra walks through the Tesaki estate to the front door. Madam Emiko is wearing a short, black dress with matching black, thigh-high sheer stockings. Her black hair, again, is in a bun. The frames of her glasses match her outfit. Once Sir Integra walks through the door, Madam Emiko pulls her by the hand, kissing the white gloves that covered her fingers, once again. Sir Integra blushes, and slightly bows to Madam Emiko.
"Kendra, can you handle everything for a couple of hours?" Madam Emiko calls to her butler. "Sir Integra and I need to talk about something".
"Yes, everything is under control, my master", Kendra says as she bows in a slight angle to both Madam Emiko and Sir Integra. Madam Emiko takes Kendra's word, and takes Sir Integra to the garden room, which is attached to the left side of the manor.
The room is filled with different types of flowers, from tulips to orchids. On the other side of the garden room, there is a lavender bench, with the same color ropes attached from the bench to the ceiling. Madam Emiko motions for Sir Integra to sit on the bench with her, patting her hand against the bench's cushion.
"I don't believe you've never been with anyone. Have you never had the thought of even kissing someone else?" Madam Emiko jokingly asks Sir Integra. Sir Integra's usually stoic demeanor lightened up a bit as Madam Emiko spoke.
"You know" Sir Integra starts saying, pulling out a cigar from her coat pocket, "Being in the business that we're in, I never once thought about falling in love, or being in love for that matter." She takes a long pause, putting the cigar in her mouth and reaching for her matches to light. Madam Emiko assists her with lighting the cigar and quickly puts the match out. Sir Integra takes a small inhale and then continues.
"Love never came across my mind since I became heir to the Hellsing Organization. I always thought that I would be alone, and I was so contempt with that." She down at the section of roses that were close the bench and exhales smoke.
"Well, what about now?" Madam Emiko asks her, curios about Sir Integra's feelings about their situation. "Surely you must think differently now, since you did make such a commotion to come here"
"Well, I feel differently about you." Sir Integra says while reaching to hold Madam Emiko's hand. "I'll be honest and say that this crush thing I have on you is driving me insane, but love is a different story. I definitely do think that maybe... we...are a good fit for each other." Sir Integra's tone, though her face is stoic as usual, is lighter than before.
Both of the women take a long pause, looking down at the flowers that filled the garden up with intense colors. Then, Sir Integra puts out the remains of the cigar and faces Madam Emiko. They look at each other in the eyes, and Sir Integra's mind flashes back to the moment that the couple had in the car from earlier in the week.
Madam Emiko pulls Sir Integra's tie towards herself again, and Sir Integra leans in, inches from the heiress' face. As her heart flutters, the blonde, stoic heir pulls Madam Emiko's face towards hers and gives her a soft kiss on the lips. Madam Emiko, blushing, gives Sir Integra a soft peck back, returning the favor. Sir Integra begins to softly kiss Madam Emiko's neck, while rubbing her gloved hand against the heiress' soft, bare skin.
The passion between them intensifies, as Sir Integra pins Madam Emiko down, wrapping her hand around the heiress' hips and positioning herself between Madam's soft, covered legs. With her upper body strength, Sir Integra pulls Madam Emiko on top of her on the bench, continuing to kiss her neck while rubbing down her back. Madam Emiko begins to pull off Sir Integra's white blazer, tossing it across the back of the bench, softly groaning while her neck is being kissed.
Kendra walks in quickly, interrupting the couple by knocking on the glass wall loudly. Madam Emiko glares at her red-haired butler, while blushing because she's embarrassed. Kendra ignores her master's glare, with her hands shaking and talking loudly with a sense of emergency.
"Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing", Kendra says, "there is someone on the phone for you". Both Madam Emiko and Sir Integra look at each other with confusion.
"Someone on the phone…for me?" Sir Integra repeats after the Tesaki butler, wildly confused about what's going on.
"Yes, and it seems that you should hurry. Something's gone awry at the Hellsing Manor." Kendra states, with a look of concern in her eyes.
Sir Integra quickly gets up and runs behind the butler to the Tesaki Manor's sitting room to answer the phone. She picks up the phone and is frantic about whatever is going on, she knows it's not good.
"Hello, this is Sir Integra! Is everything okay? Walter? Is that you?" Sir Integra asks as she sits down to take the phone call. She's expecting to hear Walter's usual calm voice in a situation like this, telling her everything will be fine, however, the voice is not her usual calm and collected butler.
"Sorry, Walter is a little busy", the deep voice says back to the heir.
"Who are you? Where is Walter?" Sir Integra yells back to the mysterious person on the other end of the phone. She could not contain herself and she is trembling and still confused to what is going on.
"Who am I?" The mysterious person chuckles while taking a long pause. "Don't worry about who I am. You should be worried about what's going to happen to your precious butler and Watchdog."
Sir Integra angrily bites her lip while holding the phone. She tries to calm down and take full control of the situation at hand. Her heart is racing and all she can think about is getting back home.
"Shit." She mumbles to herself.