It has been a few years ever since you got into Hellsing Organisation.., God knows how you endured the trainings sessions among other men, how gross it must have been..

After all, it wasn’t everyday that the Hellsing Organisation had female soldiers wandering around and being tough as you are, but hey, they accept it as long you do your job well.

In the name of the Queen of England, they said.

Altough that you did your job very well, and avoided some.. unpleasant comments from the other male soldiers, a certain someone had been keeping their eye on you.

Nothing more, Nothing less, than the head of the Organisation itself, Integra Wingates Hellsing, or in short, Integra Hellsing. — That woman could be bitter as Black Pepper when she wanted to be.

It was a late midnight on the Hellsing Organisation, things have been more quiet lately, of course, some vampires here and there to kill.. Missions and everything in between — But it wasn't that chaotic as it was in the past months.

You were resting your mind in a more quiet place — One of the large and fancy balconies of the even-more-fancy building that was the Hellsing Organisation.

Meanwhile, Integra was smoking and coincidentally was near the spot you were. — So when she noticed you, she paused on her tracks.

She had to know why she was feeling that way, that fluttering on her heart, when she thought of you and the other unfamiliar feelings within it.

"What are you doing out here?" A familiar, stern voice rings out from the sidelines — As the owner of the voice, Integra, makes her way next to you.

Not so close, but also not that far away.. While she had her cigarette between her usually gloved fingers, as she calmly waited for your response.