Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ This Doesn't Feel Right ( Chapter 11 )
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By: ani_cat_candy 
What's Walter up to? And why do we have a bad feeling about this?
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.04.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 274 | Status: Work In Progress
What's Walter up to? And why do we have a bad feeling about this?
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.04.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 274 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 11: This Doesn't Feel Right
Walter returned to the mannor around 4am and went streight to work, hopeing he could get enough done before anyone woke that it would appear he had returned sooner. As the sun began to rise, he decided he had done enough and went ahead to start the usual morning routine. Makeing his rounds through the dongons to pick up the trash from the previous nights meals, makeing sure the monsters didn't need anything before their retireing for the day. He was quite confused when he found Alucard's room empty, his coffin left open, and no sign of him anywhere in the dongeons, but he shrugged it off and continued on his way.
Next, he delivered breakfast to Miss Candice. What he found there was quite a shock. The young lady snuggled up closely to her pet, a smile graceing her face as she slept peacefully wraped in his arms. The pet too looking quite content as he rested with her on his bare chest.
The old buttler's eye twitched as he surveid the scene before setting the breakfast tray down and continueing on his way, picking up the discarded cloths, laying out some fresh cloths for her to wear today, then opening the curtains to begin wakeing them up.
The curtains, however, snaped back closed as soon as they were opend. Walter turned to glare at Alucard, who still looked asleep, before trying again, this time receving a threatening growel from the vampire as well. His master merely giggled in her sleep and snuggled closer to him, if it was possible. He had to laugh, however, as he felt a puddle forming on his chest.. Master was drooling.. Wonder what she's dreaming about?
It was just random immages of him looking sexy floating through her mind. He pulled out of her mind and ran his fingers through her long red hair, enjoying the lingering scent of her shampoo.. smelled like green apples dipped in green tea in a rose garden... strange combination, but it worked for her.
He looked over at Walter when he heard him huff in annoyance. The old man couldn't stand it when his morning routines were disturbed. "She was up late. Let her sleep." He had an amused smile playing on his face. This was starting out as quite a good day. Waking with a pretty girl in his arms, her taste still lingering on his toung, said girl was dreaming about him, and he was getting to annoy the buttler.
"She has an appointment to attend in two hours." The cranky old man stated with an annoyed glare toward the smileing lunatic who should have been in his OWN bed/coffin. "I will see to it she is ready in time. Go take a nap or something, you're more irritable than usual this morning." He huffed in annoyance once again as he took his leave.
Alucard let her sleep another thirty minutes before deciding to give her a special wake up call. He gently rolled them over so he was on top and slid under the blankets with a mischevious smile and small laugh.
Isn't it funny how things can transfer from the real world into your dreams with such acuracy? Her dream changed from mere immages of the Sex God to him actually moving and talking.. God what a sexy voice! Then he began a repeat of last night's preformance. His wickedly talented toung going to work, though a bit more gentle that the first time, almost as if he were savoring the taste.
Her eyes opend slowly as she started to feel dissapointed that the dream was over. That was until she noticed something warm and slick slithering into her followed by a small growel that made her shiver. Her breath hitched as he hit a certian spot, her hands flying down to hold him in place as her hips bucked on their own. He was enjoying himself as well as he heard her squeek and mewl softly. He really didn't think he could enjoy being around a Hellsing so much without torturing or annoying them.. Well, it was a bit of torture on her part, he was being far too gentle, and she let him know with a small tug on his hair as she ground her hips into his face again.
He purred softly as her walls tightend around his toung again and this time he heard a soft moan as she came. Either she was too out of it to try and be quiet or it was just really good.. He prefered to beleive the later. She was brathing hard and trying to calm her raceing heart as he crawled back up and kissed her softly before resting his head on her small breast, closeing his eyes blissfully. "Good morning, Master. Sleep well?"
"Yea.. Ohayo gozaimashita.. erm.. good morning...." She mumbled as she tried to get her brain to function again. Kind of hard though when there's such a sexy man laying on top of you. "I like being woke up like that.." She didn't realize she had voiced her thought aloud as she ran her fingers through his damn gorgeous hair. "I'll be sure to remember that, Master." he chuckled softly as he listend to her heart calm down.
"You don't have to call me that, you know.." She said with a yawn before stretching as much as she could with him on her as he was. "Just a habbit I supose." She giggled as she returned to playing with his hair, "I like helping people break their habbits." There was a mischevious tone to her voice that made him wonder about her methods, but he quickly pushed that aside and sat up, pulling her with him. "Well, unfortunately, you have to get up.. Walter said you have an appointment in about an hour, fifteen minutes.."
"Damn." she looked around a bit, still not quite used to such a big room, before she saw breakfast and the cloths that were laid out for her. She crinkled her nose at the outfit the old mad had chosen before putting it away and getting out something not quite so normal. Her sexy pet was quite amused with her choice as he plopped back down on the bed watching her with his head hanging off the end. she didn't even bother going to the bathroom to change this time.
It reminded him of his bondage suit, covered in straps and buckles, but was made of white cotton with strips of plaid hanging out in random places, the sleeves were WAY too long and one was torn into strips up to her wrist while the other was rolled up to the proper length, a red band around the right arm (the tattered one) with a backwards swatstica (that's actually a Budhist symbol, thank you. The Nazis flipped it over to use as their emblem). Black straps wrapped around the body randomly and one hung loosely around the left arm, enough so she could move it easily, with buckles in random spots. It looked to have been a decent, although oversized, dress shirt at one time as the collar was untouched, though she wore a ragged black tie with a plaid heart-shaped patch sewn carelessly to it. The black pants were just like his bondage pants, but a little looser and made of a rough cotton with a skull and cross-bones on the back left pocket, though it was hidden behind the tattered hem of the shirt. She threw on some combat boots with red laces and one black and red striped fingerless glove that reached up to her elbow on her left hand, then sat at her vanity to do her hair and makeup.
"You really plan to go to work in that? The cute dresses I can understand, but, it looks like you just escaped from a dungeon, minus the injuries and dirt." She looked over her shoulder and gave him a warm smile. "It's Punk Lolita, a popular fashion in Japan, as is the Lolita style I've been dressing in. The basic idea of Lolita is to look like a Victorian porcelin doll. But Punk is more about going against the mainstream ideals and just haveing fun." She explained as she did her hair up into two messy, uneven buns, one resting a bit lower on the side of her head than the other. "Oh.." Humans were confusing. Why did they want to look like they just pulled their cloths out of a dumpster?
She added a few strangely colored clip-in braids here and there before moveing on to her makeup. He just watched as she covered her freckles, although he wished she wouldn't hide them, he thought they were adoreable. Then she put on a ton of black around her eyes and painted some to look as though it were running down one side of her face. Her lips were next, she painted the lipstick on with a small brush as she did with all of her makeup, the bottom lip a deep red that lightend toward the middle and faded into black at the edges, and the upper lip done completely black. She had used concealer around the edges of her lips to hide them so she could reshape them with the lipstick, makeing her upper lip look quite small and the bottom a bit more rounded, somehow makeing it look natural, save for the color.
He had to laugh at her when he saw the finnished product. She looked funny, yet strangely intimidateing and a bit psychotic. She looked pleased at his reaction as she went to eat her breakfast, probably cold by now, but who cares. That is untill she took a small bite, just a nibble as it smelled a bit funky. One probably wouldn't have noticed the weird taste if it were hot, it also had a funny texture. She was weird about texture. Her tea was the same. She just gave it a funny look before pushing it away and getting some cookies from one of her hidden stashes. "Want one?" She offered the first one to the hottie on her bed, but he refused, "No, but thank you. Why aren't you eating the breakfast Walter made for you?" "It tastes funky." He just shrugged his shoulders as his own breakfast appeard in his hand.
She sat next to him on the bed as she nibbled at the cookies. "I hope you don't mind me drinking in front of you.." He said as he remembered how some of his previous masters had reacted when he had done such. She just giggled, "Don't mind a bit." Then she grabbed the blood bag from him and took a sip before handing it back and laughing at the shocked look on his face. Sadistic little bitch..
Their fun was interupted as the old buttler returned to tell her it was time to leave and led her out to the car awaiting her in the front drive. Alucard, much to Walters dismay, insisted on comeing with her. Something just didn't feel right and he wouldn't let his Fluff Ball Master get hurt. Candy sat on the right side next to the window for two reasons, one, she gets car sick if she dosn't sit in that particular spot; and two, she noticed how tense Walter got around Alucard and wanted to bugg him by makeing them sit next to eachother.
The trip was rather boreing, save for Alucard holding her hand the whole time and makeing randome comments in her mind, most quite perverted. Guys.. When they finally arived, both Master and Pet were quite surprised to find that they were dropped off at a park. Walter left for a moment to make a call. Candy just smiled at the kids and parents that were stareing strangely at her before takeing off to play on the jungle-gym. Alucard sat on a nearby bench to watch over her. She was just like an over-grown kidd, climbing around like a monkey and laughing with the four to six year olds.
The kidds didn't care that she was dressed strangely, not after getting a good look, but their parents were a different story. Many of them trying to pull their children away from her telling them that they shouldn't play with a psycho like that and that she may hurt them. Candy just crossed her eyes at a particularly rude woman and blew her a raspberry while hanging up-side down with her cheeks puffed out. Alucard couldn't help himself as he burst out laughing, causing quite a few people to stare at him or scamper away. The face she made and the way she was acting was just too funny.
Candy, still up-side down looked over to him for a moment, she loved hearing him laugh, before he calmed down and looked at her again. She gave him a big goofy grin and waved before doing a weird back-bend and grabbing onto another bar so she could release her legs and swing them down to another one so she was right-side up again. She had to wait a moment as all the blood rushing from her head made her a bit dizzy, that, and it was also a side-effect of one of her medicines. After a second she went streight back to climbing and twisting around and through the structure. Alucard was quite impressed at how flexable she was. (Think Ed from Cowboy Bebop)
Walter returned to find his young master looking like a chimp playing in it's cage at the zoo. People were just standing there, watching. He sighed, now he knows why she and the vampire get along so well, they're both insane. Speaking of vampires, he looked around to find Alucard sitting on a near-by bench, seemingly deep in thought. Or sleeping. It was hard to tell whith his hat and glasses on.
Candy stoped suddenly and dropped to the ground, causing both Alucard and Walter to rush over to see if she was alright. She had landed easily on her feet and sat there, crouched down for a moment before bolting out of the structure and jumping into her pet's arms. She hugged his neck tightly, burrying her face in the crook of his neck. She was scared.
"What happend? Are you alright, Master?" He asked her as he stroked her back, trying to calm her down. She noded her head before mumbling into his neck, "I just got a really REALLY bad feeling.. I wann'a go home." He hugged her a bit tighter as he began walking back toward Hellsing Manor. "What of the meeting. Sir Pennington is going to be most displeased when he arrives and you are not here." Walter quickly caught up to them. Candy didn't even look up, "Fuck it. Tell him I'm sick or something." "But Miss-" He was cut short as Alucard gave him a stern look, "Do as she says, buttler." And with that, he phased them back to the manor, leaving the old man to find his own way back.
Candy flinched slightly when she noticed what room he had taken her to, hers. She didn't want to be here, she was too scared. "Alucard, can I stay with you?" He looked confused for a moment. Didn't she mean that she wanted him to stay with her? "Master?" She shook her head, still hidden in his neck, "I don't wan'na be here, or the office... I have a bad feeling about this..." She began to shake slightly as the feeling only worstend the longer they were in there. "I know it may be just my over active immagination, but, better safe than sory, right?" "Right." He took her out to the hallway where she calmed down a bit.
"Where would you like me to take you then, Master?" She thought for a moment. Everywhere she could think of felt wrong.. "I don't know..." The feeling was growing stronger yet again and if she held on any tighter, had he been a normal man, he would likely suffocate. "My room, perhaps?" he quietly suggested, a bit scared that it would upset her. She nodded her head. She didn't get that feeling thinking about being down in the dongeons. He smiled a little as he phased them down to his room, bare of anything save for a table and chair, a small bookshelf, a few candles, and, of coarse, his coffin.
She finally eased up on his neck, but didn't let go. It was so cold down there. "May I suggest a small nap? That is, if you aren't afraid of sleeping in my coffin with me..." He was a bit nervous, he's never let anyone else inside his coffin. He really didn't know why he offered it to her, she would likely refuse seeing as humans were so afraid of being in them. Something in the back of his mind told him the answer, it was because she reminded him so much of her.
He was surprised when she nodded without hesitation. Such a strange girl. He helped her in after kicking off his boots and helping her out of her's, shifting over a bit so she could lay beside him more comfortably. She didn't seem bothered in the least as she lay down and snuggled up to him as though it were any other bed. We'll see how long that lasts. His shadows quietly closed the lid and he waited to see if she would freak out any. Any normal person would have, but she didn't. She just gave a content sigh before dozing off.
He shruged it off as he held her close, hopeing he could keep her warm. He remembered finding her in a coffin once, she had hid in it with a corps so she could get away from her village and see him. He was so shocked to see how calm she was laying there next to the decaying man.
AN: erm.. yea.. We think that one was a bit better than the last (refering to the lemony scenes) but, we would still like to hear your oppinions.
Alucard: "We sure do sleep a lot.."
Cat: "yea.. I do that alot IRL.. Our brain refuses to shut up at night and refuses to work durring the day..." shivers from the cold "Alucard..." gives big-sad-give-me-what-I-want-or-I'll-cry-puppy-eyes
Alucard: shrinks back a bit "erm.. what?"
Cat: "would you make me some hot chocolate? PLEASE!" pulls blankets closer to herself
Alucard: sighs "Police Girl, make Cat some cocoa."
Cat: "Lazy."
Alucard: "look who's talking."
Cat: "But, we've been buisy all day!"
Alucard: "Buisy sleeping"
Victoria: "Here you go!"
Cat: "Yatta! (yay)" burns toung and accedently trips over mother's chiuaua, falls down and spills hot chocolate everywhere
Integra: looks up from her book "Walter!"
Alucard: LMAO
Walter: "R&R while we get this mess cleaned up, please."
Cat: =TT__TT= "my hot chocolate.."
Chapter 11: This Doesn't Feel Right
Walter returned to the mannor around 4am and went streight to work, hopeing he could get enough done before anyone woke that it would appear he had returned sooner. As the sun began to rise, he decided he had done enough and went ahead to start the usual morning routine. Makeing his rounds through the dongons to pick up the trash from the previous nights meals, makeing sure the monsters didn't need anything before their retireing for the day. He was quite confused when he found Alucard's room empty, his coffin left open, and no sign of him anywhere in the dongeons, but he shrugged it off and continued on his way.
Next, he delivered breakfast to Miss Candice. What he found there was quite a shock. The young lady snuggled up closely to her pet, a smile graceing her face as she slept peacefully wraped in his arms. The pet too looking quite content as he rested with her on his bare chest.
The old buttler's eye twitched as he surveid the scene before setting the breakfast tray down and continueing on his way, picking up the discarded cloths, laying out some fresh cloths for her to wear today, then opening the curtains to begin wakeing them up.
The curtains, however, snaped back closed as soon as they were opend. Walter turned to glare at Alucard, who still looked asleep, before trying again, this time receving a threatening growel from the vampire as well. His master merely giggled in her sleep and snuggled closer to him, if it was possible. He had to laugh, however, as he felt a puddle forming on his chest.. Master was drooling.. Wonder what she's dreaming about?
It was just random immages of him looking sexy floating through her mind. He pulled out of her mind and ran his fingers through her long red hair, enjoying the lingering scent of her shampoo.. smelled like green apples dipped in green tea in a rose garden... strange combination, but it worked for her.
He looked over at Walter when he heard him huff in annoyance. The old man couldn't stand it when his morning routines were disturbed. "She was up late. Let her sleep." He had an amused smile playing on his face. This was starting out as quite a good day. Waking with a pretty girl in his arms, her taste still lingering on his toung, said girl was dreaming about him, and he was getting to annoy the buttler.
"She has an appointment to attend in two hours." The cranky old man stated with an annoyed glare toward the smileing lunatic who should have been in his OWN bed/coffin. "I will see to it she is ready in time. Go take a nap or something, you're more irritable than usual this morning." He huffed in annoyance once again as he took his leave.
Alucard let her sleep another thirty minutes before deciding to give her a special wake up call. He gently rolled them over so he was on top and slid under the blankets with a mischevious smile and small laugh.
Isn't it funny how things can transfer from the real world into your dreams with such acuracy? Her dream changed from mere immages of the Sex God to him actually moving and talking.. God what a sexy voice! Then he began a repeat of last night's preformance. His wickedly talented toung going to work, though a bit more gentle that the first time, almost as if he were savoring the taste.
Her eyes opend slowly as she started to feel dissapointed that the dream was over. That was until she noticed something warm and slick slithering into her followed by a small growel that made her shiver. Her breath hitched as he hit a certian spot, her hands flying down to hold him in place as her hips bucked on their own. He was enjoying himself as well as he heard her squeek and mewl softly. He really didn't think he could enjoy being around a Hellsing so much without torturing or annoying them.. Well, it was a bit of torture on her part, he was being far too gentle, and she let him know with a small tug on his hair as she ground her hips into his face again.
He purred softly as her walls tightend around his toung again and this time he heard a soft moan as she came. Either she was too out of it to try and be quiet or it was just really good.. He prefered to beleive the later. She was brathing hard and trying to calm her raceing heart as he crawled back up and kissed her softly before resting his head on her small breast, closeing his eyes blissfully. "Good morning, Master. Sleep well?"
"Yea.. Ohayo gozaimashita.. erm.. good morning...." She mumbled as she tried to get her brain to function again. Kind of hard though when there's such a sexy man laying on top of you. "I like being woke up like that.." She didn't realize she had voiced her thought aloud as she ran her fingers through his damn gorgeous hair. "I'll be sure to remember that, Master." he chuckled softly as he listend to her heart calm down.
"You don't have to call me that, you know.." She said with a yawn before stretching as much as she could with him on her as he was. "Just a habbit I supose." She giggled as she returned to playing with his hair, "I like helping people break their habbits." There was a mischevious tone to her voice that made him wonder about her methods, but he quickly pushed that aside and sat up, pulling her with him. "Well, unfortunately, you have to get up.. Walter said you have an appointment in about an hour, fifteen minutes.."
"Damn." she looked around a bit, still not quite used to such a big room, before she saw breakfast and the cloths that were laid out for her. She crinkled her nose at the outfit the old mad had chosen before putting it away and getting out something not quite so normal. Her sexy pet was quite amused with her choice as he plopped back down on the bed watching her with his head hanging off the end. she didn't even bother going to the bathroom to change this time.
It reminded him of his bondage suit, covered in straps and buckles, but was made of white cotton with strips of plaid hanging out in random places, the sleeves were WAY too long and one was torn into strips up to her wrist while the other was rolled up to the proper length, a red band around the right arm (the tattered one) with a backwards swatstica (that's actually a Budhist symbol, thank you. The Nazis flipped it over to use as their emblem). Black straps wrapped around the body randomly and one hung loosely around the left arm, enough so she could move it easily, with buckles in random spots. It looked to have been a decent, although oversized, dress shirt at one time as the collar was untouched, though she wore a ragged black tie with a plaid heart-shaped patch sewn carelessly to it. The black pants were just like his bondage pants, but a little looser and made of a rough cotton with a skull and cross-bones on the back left pocket, though it was hidden behind the tattered hem of the shirt. She threw on some combat boots with red laces and one black and red striped fingerless glove that reached up to her elbow on her left hand, then sat at her vanity to do her hair and makeup.
"You really plan to go to work in that? The cute dresses I can understand, but, it looks like you just escaped from a dungeon, minus the injuries and dirt." She looked over her shoulder and gave him a warm smile. "It's Punk Lolita, a popular fashion in Japan, as is the Lolita style I've been dressing in. The basic idea of Lolita is to look like a Victorian porcelin doll. But Punk is more about going against the mainstream ideals and just haveing fun." She explained as she did her hair up into two messy, uneven buns, one resting a bit lower on the side of her head than the other. "Oh.." Humans were confusing. Why did they want to look like they just pulled their cloths out of a dumpster?
She added a few strangely colored clip-in braids here and there before moveing on to her makeup. He just watched as she covered her freckles, although he wished she wouldn't hide them, he thought they were adoreable. Then she put on a ton of black around her eyes and painted some to look as though it were running down one side of her face. Her lips were next, she painted the lipstick on with a small brush as she did with all of her makeup, the bottom lip a deep red that lightend toward the middle and faded into black at the edges, and the upper lip done completely black. She had used concealer around the edges of her lips to hide them so she could reshape them with the lipstick, makeing her upper lip look quite small and the bottom a bit more rounded, somehow makeing it look natural, save for the color.
He had to laugh at her when he saw the finnished product. She looked funny, yet strangely intimidateing and a bit psychotic. She looked pleased at his reaction as she went to eat her breakfast, probably cold by now, but who cares. That is untill she took a small bite, just a nibble as it smelled a bit funky. One probably wouldn't have noticed the weird taste if it were hot, it also had a funny texture. She was weird about texture. Her tea was the same. She just gave it a funny look before pushing it away and getting some cookies from one of her hidden stashes. "Want one?" She offered the first one to the hottie on her bed, but he refused, "No, but thank you. Why aren't you eating the breakfast Walter made for you?" "It tastes funky." He just shrugged his shoulders as his own breakfast appeard in his hand.
She sat next to him on the bed as she nibbled at the cookies. "I hope you don't mind me drinking in front of you.." He said as he remembered how some of his previous masters had reacted when he had done such. She just giggled, "Don't mind a bit." Then she grabbed the blood bag from him and took a sip before handing it back and laughing at the shocked look on his face. Sadistic little bitch..
Their fun was interupted as the old buttler returned to tell her it was time to leave and led her out to the car awaiting her in the front drive. Alucard, much to Walters dismay, insisted on comeing with her. Something just didn't feel right and he wouldn't let his Fluff Ball Master get hurt. Candy sat on the right side next to the window for two reasons, one, she gets car sick if she dosn't sit in that particular spot; and two, she noticed how tense Walter got around Alucard and wanted to bugg him by makeing them sit next to eachother.
The trip was rather boreing, save for Alucard holding her hand the whole time and makeing randome comments in her mind, most quite perverted. Guys.. When they finally arived, both Master and Pet were quite surprised to find that they were dropped off at a park. Walter left for a moment to make a call. Candy just smiled at the kids and parents that were stareing strangely at her before takeing off to play on the jungle-gym. Alucard sat on a nearby bench to watch over her. She was just like an over-grown kidd, climbing around like a monkey and laughing with the four to six year olds.
The kidds didn't care that she was dressed strangely, not after getting a good look, but their parents were a different story. Many of them trying to pull their children away from her telling them that they shouldn't play with a psycho like that and that she may hurt them. Candy just crossed her eyes at a particularly rude woman and blew her a raspberry while hanging up-side down with her cheeks puffed out. Alucard couldn't help himself as he burst out laughing, causing quite a few people to stare at him or scamper away. The face she made and the way she was acting was just too funny.
Candy, still up-side down looked over to him for a moment, she loved hearing him laugh, before he calmed down and looked at her again. She gave him a big goofy grin and waved before doing a weird back-bend and grabbing onto another bar so she could release her legs and swing them down to another one so she was right-side up again. She had to wait a moment as all the blood rushing from her head made her a bit dizzy, that, and it was also a side-effect of one of her medicines. After a second she went streight back to climbing and twisting around and through the structure. Alucard was quite impressed at how flexable she was. (Think Ed from Cowboy Bebop)
Walter returned to find his young master looking like a chimp playing in it's cage at the zoo. People were just standing there, watching. He sighed, now he knows why she and the vampire get along so well, they're both insane. Speaking of vampires, he looked around to find Alucard sitting on a near-by bench, seemingly deep in thought. Or sleeping. It was hard to tell whith his hat and glasses on.
Candy stoped suddenly and dropped to the ground, causing both Alucard and Walter to rush over to see if she was alright. She had landed easily on her feet and sat there, crouched down for a moment before bolting out of the structure and jumping into her pet's arms. She hugged his neck tightly, burrying her face in the crook of his neck. She was scared.
"What happend? Are you alright, Master?" He asked her as he stroked her back, trying to calm her down. She noded her head before mumbling into his neck, "I just got a really REALLY bad feeling.. I wann'a go home." He hugged her a bit tighter as he began walking back toward Hellsing Manor. "What of the meeting. Sir Pennington is going to be most displeased when he arrives and you are not here." Walter quickly caught up to them. Candy didn't even look up, "Fuck it. Tell him I'm sick or something." "But Miss-" He was cut short as Alucard gave him a stern look, "Do as she says, buttler." And with that, he phased them back to the manor, leaving the old man to find his own way back.
Candy flinched slightly when she noticed what room he had taken her to, hers. She didn't want to be here, she was too scared. "Alucard, can I stay with you?" He looked confused for a moment. Didn't she mean that she wanted him to stay with her? "Master?" She shook her head, still hidden in his neck, "I don't wan'na be here, or the office... I have a bad feeling about this..." She began to shake slightly as the feeling only worstend the longer they were in there. "I know it may be just my over active immagination, but, better safe than sory, right?" "Right." He took her out to the hallway where she calmed down a bit.
"Where would you like me to take you then, Master?" She thought for a moment. Everywhere she could think of felt wrong.. "I don't know..." The feeling was growing stronger yet again and if she held on any tighter, had he been a normal man, he would likely suffocate. "My room, perhaps?" he quietly suggested, a bit scared that it would upset her. She nodded her head. She didn't get that feeling thinking about being down in the dongeons. He smiled a little as he phased them down to his room, bare of anything save for a table and chair, a small bookshelf, a few candles, and, of coarse, his coffin.
She finally eased up on his neck, but didn't let go. It was so cold down there. "May I suggest a small nap? That is, if you aren't afraid of sleeping in my coffin with me..." He was a bit nervous, he's never let anyone else inside his coffin. He really didn't know why he offered it to her, she would likely refuse seeing as humans were so afraid of being in them. Something in the back of his mind told him the answer, it was because she reminded him so much of her.
He was surprised when she nodded without hesitation. Such a strange girl. He helped her in after kicking off his boots and helping her out of her's, shifting over a bit so she could lay beside him more comfortably. She didn't seem bothered in the least as she lay down and snuggled up to him as though it were any other bed. We'll see how long that lasts. His shadows quietly closed the lid and he waited to see if she would freak out any. Any normal person would have, but she didn't. She just gave a content sigh before dozing off.
He shruged it off as he held her close, hopeing he could keep her warm. He remembered finding her in a coffin once, she had hid in it with a corps so she could get away from her village and see him. He was so shocked to see how calm she was laying there next to the decaying man.
AN: erm.. yea.. We think that one was a bit better than the last (refering to the lemony scenes) but, we would still like to hear your oppinions.
Alucard: "We sure do sleep a lot.."
Cat: "yea.. I do that alot IRL.. Our brain refuses to shut up at night and refuses to work durring the day..." shivers from the cold "Alucard..." gives big-sad-give-me-what-I-want-or-I'll-cry-puppy-eyes
Alucard: shrinks back a bit "erm.. what?"
Cat: "would you make me some hot chocolate? PLEASE!" pulls blankets closer to herself
Alucard: sighs "Police Girl, make Cat some cocoa."
Cat: "Lazy."
Alucard: "look who's talking."
Cat: "But, we've been buisy all day!"
Alucard: "Buisy sleeping"
Victoria: "Here you go!"
Cat: "Yatta! (yay)" burns toung and accedently trips over mother's chiuaua, falls down and spills hot chocolate everywhere
Integra: looks up from her book "Walter!"
Alucard: LMAO
Walter: "R&R while we get this mess cleaned up, please."
Cat: =TT__TT= "my hot chocolate.."