Bible Black Fan Fiction / Hellsing Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Akanesuji ❯ Even a Pit Bull Wags it's Tail LEMON ( Chapter 18 )

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Once in the flat, Akane turned on the hot water and immediately stripped. Alucard had seen her naked so many times now that she didn't care that the bathroom door was still wide open. Setting her feet into the tub, she shivered at how good it felt. The vampire entered and looked on her, then turned and left. She had no idea what that was all about, but didn't think much more about it. Relaxing, she laid against the back of the tub and let it fill all around her.

 

In an little while he returned, checking on her once again. “May I join you?” he asked, taking off his suit jacket and starting to untie the bow at his neck. Akane just shrugged as if to say “guess so”, her face and jaw still covered in bright red bandaging. She had fallen asleep in the water and not done anything else about it.

 

He left again, which rather confused her. She shrugged again and closed her eyes. She opened them again when he entered the room stark naked and his arms full of blood packets. “I didn't think they should go to waste,” he mischievously said. “They wont last another day in the refrigerator.”

 

She tried to smile, but it hurt too bad. Alucard understood her anyway. He knelt to the tub and poured them in. Both of them watched the water turn a pale red, then it grew darker as each pack was emptied. When they were all drained, she sat up and he lowered himself behind her. Quietly she leaned back into him and he put his arms around her.

 

“Why are you being so nice to me?” she gurgled. It came out poorly, but he somehow understood.

 

“I'm not being nice to you. I'm being nice to me. I've had a good day. I deserve a little pampering.”

 

Akane giggled inside herself since she couldn't do it out of her mouth. Drawing her knees up, she turned her head into him more and let rest come to her once again. She noted to herself that she was still horny from the injection, but the pain had canceled much of it out. Now it was just a dull throb in her groin that she could easily ignore. She was proud of herself that she had finally whipped Sesshoumaru's ass. She suspected Alucard was proud of her too.

 

The vampire listened to the soundtrack in her mind. This time it was Third Eye Blind...send me over the vampires...and I want you...send me over the vampires....and I want you...she was better than an MP3 player. He didn't have to wear her around his neck or slip her into his pocket. The movie this time was Blade III Trinity. The other images were of hot springs in Japan, some fishing trip on the beach, a fight between her and Sesshoumaru in which he was wrapped up in ribbons and laughing at her while she crying and a ...dance at the Palace of Versailles? Akane looked really good in a corset and panniers.

 

“Tell me Akane dear...have you ever met a French vampire named Louis?”

 

She shook her head no. “How about an Armand?” Again she shook her head no. “Lestat?”

 

She seemed to be thinking then, and finally shook her head no. That was a relief. She had never met the others. In her mind were pictures of werewolves in powdered wigs and then there was her voice, very clearly speaking out to him. “No. I was in Gevauean for the werewolf outbreak.”

 

“Ah.” he said. “You know I can read your mind.”

 

“I know you can read it if I reformat it to a more human speed.”

 

“I like the music.”

 

“So do I. It is calming.”

 

“You've been working for humans a long time then.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Alucard ran his fingers through her white strands, watching the blood water wick up and turn it a faded red color. “Do you know what I hate about blood baths?” she asked him.

 

“What?”

 

“They always get cold. And you can never get them up over 98.6 Fahrenheit.”

 

Alucard laughted heartily. “That is why you must do them over a fire. I guess these days it would be in a hot tub.” He hadn't laughted like that with anyone in a long time and it felt really good. He nuzzled his nose into her hair and kissed her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tighter to him. He like her back against him and the feel of her skin under his gloves. “Would you consider staying here in London with Integra and I?” he asked, making sure to add Integra's name so it would not seem that he was asking for himself.

 

She was up on it and already had a partial answer formulated in her mind. “I'm sorry sweetie. I can't have you anywhere near your child. You would be a bad influence and they would grow up to be a vicious bastard.”

 

“My WHAT?” the vampire sputtered, jerking back so hard his head hit the tub wall. He hadn't expected that kind of excuse at all.

 

“I'm pregnant. With your child. Don't tell me you didn't think of the possibility when you fucked me. I mean ...come on Alucard. Sex does lead to babies.”

 

“But I'm undead! That can't be right.”

 

“The Nazi's figured it out Alucard. Undead sperm is still full of genetic material. Get it around a ripe demon egg and the egg will aggressively absorb it just the same.”

 

“Sweet Jesus...this changes everything.”

 

“This changes nothing. When I am done with this mission, I'm going home to Japan. I'm going to tell my husband everything. He will forgive me when he finds out he is a daddy. We've been trying for twenty years with no luck. Sesshoumaru will stop trying to get me back and I will forget about him because I tend to be single minded when it comes to my children. I always put them first.”

 

Alucard was reeling. No one had ever bore him a child before, and the prospect had been closed to him centuries ago. He had never imagined himself in the family way, and then when he stared to ponder what his child would be like, all he could think of was about a spawn of Satan. “You can't let it live,” he told her. “It will be from Hell.”

 

Akane sat up and turned around to look at him. “No it won't. Hell is a choice. One you made that choice long ago. This baby is inuyoukai, and we have been promised a place in Sieobo's garden.”

 

“Deuteronomy 5:8, I the Lord your God am a jealous god, punishing children for the iniquity of parents to the third and fourth generation of those who reject me.” he said, confidently.

 

“Look Alucard,” she said, holding his cheek and looking him deeply in the eyes. “ I have a gut feeling about this. I have ended countless pregnancies because we didn't have birth control back in the day. Sesshoumaru and I weren't getting along, and I didn't want to put another child through what my first born went through. But there is something...something about this child. I swear Alucard, by everything that is holy to me, this one is right. I just know it.”

 

He snorted. “And who knows,” she added. “It might just be the reincarnation of someone important. Like Buddha.”

 

“I doubt it.”

 

“Well..o.k. Maybe my uncle. He was the greatest inuyoukai to ever walk the earth.”

 

Alucard was curious now. She really seemed to believe in her religious convictions, as pagan as they were. “And what if it's a girl?”

 

“She could be my mom. I killed her myself. It would be divine justice that I raise my own mother.” Akane looked down at her knees for a minute, the ring of truth vibrating hard in her head. “Oh..by the Kami! Oh my God!”

 

Alucard didn't seemed phased by the declaration that it was a little girl. He was more concerned with the admission that she killed a family member. “You killed your own mother and you expect to go to Heaven?” he asked shocked at the thought of it all. “How can that possibly be?”

 

“Well...she killed herself really. I just set things up for her to commit seppuku honorably.” Akane rubbed her forehead though the bandages. “Ever thought about a religious conversion? It might get you out of Hell.”

 

“There is no hope for me.” he said, looking out the bathroom door and away from her. “I am one of Satan's generals. I will help lead his armies one day. He has no desire to get rid of me.”

 

Something about that disturbed Akane on a really deep level, but she didn't know quite why. It was an idea formulated on the tip of her tongue, something she knew but could not grasp. When she figured out she couldn't recall it, she put her hand over his and squeezed. “There is always hope Alucard. Never give up hope.”

 

“Why are you so hopeful despite everything you have been through?” he asked her, shocked at himself for asking such a personal question, even more shocked that he wanted a truthful, personal answer. “You always revert to this...sickeningly cheerful creature.”

 

“Even a pit bull wags it's tail. It is just in my nature I guess.” She smiled as best she could. Alucard wanted to change the subject, and so he started unwrapping the bandages on her head. “Don't tell me how bad it is. I will see it soon enough in the mirror.” He nodded yes.

 

There was black bruising up to her eyebrows. Her lips swollen and cut, her nose broken in several places, but already straightening up. Akane pushed a finger into her mouth to discover several teeth so loose that if she wanted to, she could pull them out with ease. “I cant open my mouth. My teeth will fall out.”

 

“Oh that's a shame.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

There was a knock at the front door. It was Walter. They both knew. Akane by the smell, Alucard by psychic investigation. “Could you get that?” she asked and Alucard ran a black tentacle out the door, down the hallway and through the mini-foyer until he twisted the door nob open. Walter follow the shrining tentacle until he found the two demons in a tub of blood looking rather smug with themselves.

 

“Integra would like to see you as soon as possible. I've come to pick you both up.”

 

“Well...since we are both in a state of undress, I guess it is not possible for us to leave right away.”

 

“No. I suppose not.” Walter grabbed the door nob and shut it. A large cup of tea was in order. A really, really large cup of tea. Maybe even a shot of scotch.

 

Akane stood up and pulled the drain. “It was getting cold anyway,” she told him through her mind. She pulled on the tap and hot water started to replace the chilling blood mix. Alucard stood too and they paused to watch the red drips fall down their flesh, a small, shared pleasure. “Take your gloves off Alucard. I want to see your hands.”

 

“I'm not supposed to.”

 

“How do you bathe?”

 

“No need. I can change at will, I can clean myself too.”

 

“You can make an exception. Please...for me?” Akane closed in on him and rubbed at his chest. “Don't you ever want to really touch someone?”

 

Alucard closed his eyes. How could he have let her get in so close to him and his little black heart? “Just this once. And don't tell Integra. Ever.”

 

“I'm not asking you to forget the spellwork.” She took his hand and with a finger, caressed the pentacle on the back of his damp gloves. “They are beautiful. Specially crafted by an expert occultist. I recognize much of it, but not everything.”

 

He did not reply to her, but slowly peeled them off and set them over the towel rack on the wall to hang dry. “I have pairs and pairs of them. When one gets dirty, I change them out. Carefully. One at a time, but almost never both.” The admission made him nervous and his hands started to shake.

 

Akane was quick to take them in hers and carefully rub them up against her bruised cheek...so tenderly. “Your hands are beautiful.” she told him. “Long graceful fingers. Perfect human nails. Look at your palm. You have a really, really long life line. I wish I could suck on your fingers.”

 

Alucard giggled loud enough that Walter could have heard it, but the monster didn't care at this moment. He turned the switch on to the shower head and a river of rain came down over them both. With delight he took up a bottle of shampoo and washed her hair and then his, reveling in something so human that he had not done in a long time. After they rinsed he pulled her clean body to his and enjoyed the feeling of her against the length of him. “Make love to me Akane, before we have to go back to reality.”

 

She wished she could kiss him and take his hurts away. “Let's make it a good one, cause this is the last one from me you will ever get.”

 

Alucard nibbled on her shoulder. “I don't think that is true. I have taken you by force before. I will get you again the next time you are in England.”

 

“If I ever come back.”

 

“You'll be back.” Akane smiled this time, even though it really, really stung to do so. The vampire kicked the water off with a toe and lifted her up like a small child, carrying her to the bedroom next door. Walter looked up from the couch to see them go by, her arms around his neck and feet kicking merrily. The butler sighed. He just would never figure demons out.