Wow. Okay, first off, this is scary how much she can predict my responses and body language when in a brawl, when I've never been in one before. This is like totally what I'd do if someone jumped me.
Jay's POV:
Flora took off running and I spared a second to grin victoriously as the boy behind me jumped for my legs, attempting to bring me down as I lunged forward to tackle the second mate, rolling around on the ground with him and clawing and kicking every inch I could reach as I received some punches and kicks in return. I shrieked again, snapping his head back with a well-placed roundhouse and standing up to be tackled by one of the three left standing, the leader recovered from the rock I threw as I snarled and growled like a feral animal, feeling the guy on top of me start punching at me randomly as I thrashed and bucked. I lunged forward, sinking my teeth into his fist and biting down as hard as I could as he screamed in agonized shock, wrenching his hand back and forth as I shook it, salty blood filling my mouth before I spat it and his hand out and punched his eye, watching as he scrambled off me and crawled away, crying like a little girl as the two punks on their feet both roared and hit me at the same time, tackling me to the ground and pinning me down.
Okay, that was bad. I shielded my head, managing to wiggle around so I was face-to-face with the ground and heaved, sending all three of us flying backward onto the gravel road as they grunted, my weight landing on both as I kicked and thrashed free of their arms and blindly ran, grabbing a tree branch and swinging up as they scrabbled for my legs and feet. I grinned down at them, adjusting my grip. That's a bad idea gentleman. To demonstrate, I suddenly swung back down, my feet solidly impacting them both in the sternum and face, sending them flying as I kicked with all the force my muscled legs and swimmer's body could produce, not to mention all the kinetic force from my downward swing. I dropped to the ground, wiping a trickle of blood from my mouth and spitting repeatedly as the taste grew sour, my fight-high wearing off.
As it did so, I realized my nose was trickling blood from when one had punched me, as well as the fact my legs, arms, hands, and face were covered in abrasive scrapes, a tell-tale swelling above my right cheekbone testimonying to a black eye. "Joy to the world…" I muttered, gingerly touching it and wincing as several bruises on my body flared. "JAY!" I turned as I heard the frantic shriek, seeing Flora scamper towards me and launch herself at my waist in a hug as I grunted and staggered back, my legs feeling like putty. Okay, no more brawling for at least a week. "C'mon grasshopper, they ain't gonna stay sleeping all through the day." I said briskly, shrugging her off and picking up the backpack I had dropped in the struggle. I began walking, tilting my head back and pinching my nose to stop the incessant flow as she stared at my black eye. "You got whooped…" she murmured, and I opened one eye to glare at her. "Who's on the ground knocked out and who's walking away?" I reminded her, feeling the flow stop and starting to lick my hands clean of the blood.
Once they were clean I spat on the tips and gingerly started cleaning my nose and upper lip, glancing at her for the correct response as she tilted her head and then gave me the thumbs up. "Nothing we can do about the black eye or my new scrapes…" I sighed, holding my arms out as she giggled a little and nodded. I sighed again and put my hands in my pockets as we approached the school building. "So then, what classes are we having? I wanna know some excuses that'll work better on most of them then the others."
Alucard's POV:
"You have nothing. You ARE nothing. NOTHING!" My eyes snapped open, and I slowly lifted my head from my hand, looking around as I felt the hot blood ooze down my face. A slight tugging sensation from my heart made me sigh, leaning back against my throne as I absorbed the blood back into myself. Integra had already told me about Flora and her friend going to school, and I keenly felt her absence. It was like the death of a fledgling, a sense of loss and emptiness deep within as I registered the absence of her breathing, her heartbeat, and her scent. I rubbed my thumb over the seal, sighing to myself. Did Flora feel the same tugging? It was a worrisome thought. Humans could be so fragile. It might actually hurt her. But then again, maybe I was just being paranoid. She might not even sense the little tug. I was a vampire, maybe I could just sense some things that she couldn't. At least I hoped so.
I leaned on my hand, thinking absently of my human. So cute and soft…and warm… I smiled, closing my eyes and tilting my head a little as I remembered kissing her. And sweet, and shy. Suddenly the sensation itself ghosted across my bloodless lips, and my eyes shot open, hearing a sudden buzz and hum of murky thoughts. 'Flora?!' Her shock rippled through our connection, and the tugging in my heart was suddenly eased. 'Alucard!? How are you…what did you…what happened?' she squeaked, and I smiled again, leaning back against the hard wood. 'Your mind just connected to mine sweet. Don't worry; it was bound to happen eventually. Hellsing bloodline and all that.' I thought soothingly to her, and I felt the warm caress of her happiness and content. 'That's amazing! Uh…I hate to be a bother, but can you tell Integra to send Walter or someone over with a car? Some guys jumped us and Jay kinda got beat up…' she thought sheepishly, and I jolted upright, my eyes snapping open in shock. 'WHAT?!'
Jay's POV:
Flora suddenly covered her ears, wincing as if someone was shouting in her ear. Conversations broke off around us, and I sighed as some of the girls and boys from the popular table snickered and started making comments as Flora rubbed at her head and stood, walking out of the room. I slipped out of my seat, following her into the hallway. "Wazzup?" I asked softly, and she looked up, her face a mask of guilt. "Uh…I kinda told Alucard about you getting beat up and he freaked." she said sheepishly, and I raised an eyebrow. "I thought you didn't have any way of talking with the King Fanger?" I asked, and she shrugged. "I dunno, he said his mind and mine just sorta…" She mimed a clicking motion, and I nodded sagely. "Right…whatever." I muttered, folding my arms as the bell rang. Thankfully, we were in the same class for half of our school day, since she was a freshman and I was a senior but we shared many artsy interests.
My mood, already sinking, took a nose-dive as the teacher sat me down from one of the "people person" girls. Someone, anyone, if you're up there, F YOU! I thought, putting my face in my hands as she began chatting, gesturing, and giggling. Flora was seated right next to her, and she resolutely ignored the chaotic sounds beside her as we exchanged in a wince. Sitting to my other side was a raven-haired girl with a white pair of pants and T-shirt, her bangs hiding her face. She turned slightly, and I dropped my pencil as I saw the red eyes. Fuzzbucket. She grinned in a faintly familiar way, and I felt a nudge, looking down at my hand to see a note. I gave her a look and unfolded it, my jaw dropping as I read the words.
"Integra said I could keep an eye on my mate. Don't ask about the form, it's the only one I have at the right age."
I looked up from it numbly, staring at her…him? "Alucard?" I whispered, and he nodded slightly. I quickly passed the note to Flora, who read it and then gaped at the vampire beside me, her face lighting up in a happy grin. Suddenly everything got much, much worse. I was stuck between one perky little chatterbox and two lovesick weirdoes. I meant this in the kindest possible way towards Flora and Alucard of course, but the fact remained. Alucard wasn't helping either. God forgive me, but I almost attacked him with my pencil when he began tickling Flora with some kind of freaky shadow-things. How did he even know she was so dang ticklish?!
Someone…anyone…if you are up there, triple F you. I thought with a moan, wearily starting to trace my hand as per ordered as the giggling across me grew in volume and Alucard's grin widened to almost inhuman proportions. I elbowed him, and the giggling cut off for a moment as he gave me a healthy glare. "Grin any wider and someone's going to know something's up! It's risky enough with all the stuff you're doing to Flora!" I hissed at him, and he rolled his eyes as he resumed tormenting my best friend. But he didn't grin anymore. Finally the bell rang, and we got up, walking out as he trailed behind. "Remember class, tomorrow you have to bring in your hand drawing as you would have it in a fantasy world!" the teacher called, and I swore bloody murder in my head as Alucard laughed softly but menacingly, ignoring both me and Flora's elbows as he grinned like a feral creature.
"So are you staying in classes with us?" I asked, and he smirked. "With Flora. You I could care less about." He said crushingly, and I had to snicker as Flora gave him another elbow in the gut. "So what are we gonna call you? Alucardette?" I asked, and he gave me a murderous look as Flora giggled. "Humans…" he muttered sourly, sticking his hands in his pockets and sulking as Flora stopped giggling and gave him a slight hug. His wide grin was instantly back in place, and I sighed heavily as I pushed my hair away from my head. "How about Fanger?" I asked, and he thought for a moment before nodding, to my extreme surprise. "Why not?" he said with a slight shrug, and Flora turned her glare to me as I started to smirk. "C'mon Fanger. Let's show you around." I said, starting to manhandle them both away as the other, normal people started giving us weird looks.