You know, for someone who doesn't really support this pairing, I'm doing a lot of it. Well, whatever. I dunno, a lot of the Alucard parings I'm just like "Hehe…no." They just wouldn't work in real life. Seras is Alucard's "child", which would mean any pairing involving the two of them would be *ahem* incest…which is creepy. Alucard (or Girlycard) and Walter is just kinda…I dunno. Maybe, maybe not, they're both so enigmatic it's just like "Heads yes, tails no". It's a 50-50 chance. Same with Integra and Alucard. There is at LEAST a healthy dose of genuine respect and comradeship, but any actual ROMANCE (or anything else of that nature) is just…I dunno man, I dunno. I honestly believe we'd have to go to the Hellsing verse to find out. So in the meantime, we'll just theorize and guess.
Prompt: You still awake?
Shadows swirled and coalesced in the Hellsing heiress's suite as, outside, crickets chirped and nightbirds sang.
Said teen was lying on her back, staring up at the ceiling with on arm carelessly draped across her stomach and the other under her head.
"Master?"
Her eyes darted to the side, but the thick blackness of the night was absolute for her human eyes, especially without the silver-rimmed glasses on her nightstand.
"What is it?"
His red eyes appeared, as if to benefit her, blinking slowly a few feet away in the darkness, on the level he would be if kneeling or sitting on the bed.
"Why are you still awake?"
The question startled her, but she answered promptly enough.
"I'm only a human Alucard. I have problems and worries and everything else that might keep me up sometimes."
The luminescent eyes blinked slowly.
"About what?"
This question startled her even more than the last one, and she began to feel distinctly uncomfortable, in no small part because she was in a very dark room, practically blind, with a predator that had the very distinct advantage of being able to see her quite clearly.
As sensing her nervousness –which in all likelihood he probably could– there was a rustle of fabric near her, the only sound as the vampire shifted, and her bedside lamp clicked on, revealing him resting calmly at the foot of her bed as he pulled his hand back.
She was slightly surprised she hadn't felt the weight of him on the mattress, but then again, he worked in mysterious ways sometimes.
"Why are you still up?"
One corner of his pale lips quirked upwards slightly.
"I could ask you the same question, Master."
She reached for her glasses. She was tired of the nuisances of his features being blurred.
One of the best ways to tell whether or not Alucard was being serious with her was to observe his face as he spoke, and the finer details that gave him away were all but invisible to her eyes without the extra assistance of her spectacles.
To her surprise, they weren't there, and she turned to glare at the vampire, knowing he was the only one who could be responsible.
Sure enough, the neatly folded glasses dangled from his elegant fingers, and his mouth was set in a distinctive smirk.
"You don't need these Master. You should be sleeping, and you don't need these to sleep."
She glared at him then sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"I can't sleep Alucard. Just accept that and go away."
He did not lose his wolfish smile.
"I could help with that Master."
Outraged, she threw the nearest thing she could at him –which turned out to be her clock.
"HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT I WOULD ALLOW YOU TO CONTROL ME IN SUCH A WAY?!"
He caught it in one hand, then set it back down by her bedside calmly.
"Vampiric hypnotism is no different than what humans do, just more direct. If you order it, I can will you asleep within seconds. No strings attached."
She glared at the vampire, but inside was tempted.
She had so much to do in the morning, and the prospect of an easy way to fall asleep was very enticing.
But if she freed him from his restrictions and allowed him to hypnotize her, that was in essence passing him the control, something that she knew was a very, very bad idea.
"If you don't trust me, just say so."
Shocked out of her reverie, she stared at the vampire at the other end of the bed. Had that been hurt in his voice?!
His eyes were carefully turned away from her, so she couldn't be quite sure.
She weighed her options carefully, then sighed and shook her head.
"Very well then. Alucard, hypnotize me into falling asleep, and nothing more."
His grin was back, and he quickly placed her glasses on the nightstand.
"Very well Master. Look here-"
His softly glowing red eyes were the last thing she remembered before waking up to the obnoxious beeping of the accursed alarm clock, and she smiled as she reached for her glasses.
Prompt: Please, don't take this from me.
Alucard's arms wrapped around her from behind were all Integra could comprehend, as well as the nervousness the vampire was practically screaming to her, in body posture and mental vibrations.
"As I have said many times before, Miss Whitehard, it was a bruise from an overzealous training exercise. Nothing more."
The woman sniffed disapprovingly as Alucard tightened his grip, and she sent a rolling wave of calm down her link to him, speaking again.
"Alucard may have his quirks, but he is a dutiful guardian and I see no reason to remove me from his care."
The blasted tremble was back as she said that, and if he didn't loosen his grip, she was going to be choked.
Alucard, relax. She has no evidence in her possession that could possibly help her take me away.
His death grip eased up a little and the subtle trembling in his limbs stopped slowly.
The social worker snorted.
"I don't know what kind of political bureaucrat you are girl, but my field is child abuse and anyone with half an eye could tell that was most certainly not some kind of "training bruise"! I don't know what kind of sick game you're playing, but I will not allow it!"
Integra's eyes narrowed dangerously as Alucard made a tiny whining sound in the back of his throat, hugging her tighter.
"I am Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, and I am the Head of the Hellsing Family. So you are never to address me as "girl" again. I do not lie, and if I say I am not being abused, then I am not being abused. Get off my property this instant. Walter, escort her out."
The able butler, absent for the entire conversation, ducked into the room at the exact appropriate time and ushered the spluttering woman out the door as Integra smirked icily.
"See Alucard, that wasn't too hard, was it?"
Alucard growled faintly in answer, like a chained dog that had been told not to bite, but wanted so dearly to at the same time.
"I won't let them take you away Master. You can count on that."
Prompt: Last time.
"No."
Alucard looked stunned as Integra turned a page in her book.
"But…Master…you've always-"
"Not tonight."
He melted into his Hellhound form, looking up at her with big crimson eyes pleadingly, pawing softly at the corner of her mattress as she gave him a healthy glare.
"I said no."
He melted back to human form, still looking shell-shocked.
"Master…"
"What?"
"Why…not?"
She put the book to the side, turning her head to give the vampire the full blast of her annoyed glare.
"I turn fifteen in a few months. I don't need a dog to sleep in my bed like a child anymore."
"Plenty of adults let their dogs sleep in their beds."
"You're not really a dog and I'm not quite an adult yet."
He turned a frustrated –yet hopeful– gaze on the blankets at her feet.
"But Master…you've always let me…always…"
"I've grown up. You have a perfectly good coffin, sleep in that."
He turned his carefully obedient, neutral red gaze to her.
"I've been a good and faithful servant to you for three years now. Don't I deserve some rewards for it?"
She tried to ignore the twinge of guilt that created, just as he no doubt intended it to.
"Perhaps you do, and perhaps you don't. My bed is one of the few places I can find peace however, so it is not included in your list of rewards."
He looked increasingly frustrated and abandoned at her refusal to let him in.
"Why are you suddenly afraid of me being with you?"
She jumped at the dead-on accuracy of the comment, avoiding his frank crimson eyes as he pinned her down with his unearthly stare.
"I'm not."
"We both know that's a lie."
Her temper flared.
"I don't have to justify myself to you! Get out!"
His face twisted in an ugly expression.
"You read his journals, didn't you?"
She froze, cursing herself mentally.
Alucard may not be able to read her mind, as his Master, but his uncanny ability to read a human's body language, the circumstances, and their ideology meant he might as well be able to.
"I…yes."
She looked down at her lap, primly folding her hands atop it.
"It doesn't matter anyway. I gave you an order, get out."
His frustrated sigh made her look up, unaccustomed to hearing him make such human sounds.
"You've let me sleep here practically since I was released from my cell. If it didn't matter to you, what you read, then why are you forbidding me to do it just now?"
"That was then, this is now. I'm changing Alucard; I'm not a little girl anymore."
"Just because your body isn't a child's anymore doesn't change the fact that you're my master and I serve you. If you don't order me to do it, then you have nothing to worry about. I am a loyal servant, if nothing else."
She frowned a little at that, but sighed and took off her glasses, admitting defeat and lying down, facing away from the red-clad figure.
"Master? May I…"
"This is the last time vampire. Not one single night more."
There was a happy sound as the canine form slunk into bed with her, curling up at her feet and closing all of the many red eyes sprinkled amongst its silky black fur.
It was funny; she mused as she closed her eyes and turned off the bedside lamp.
She never knew dogs could purr like that.