A slap went right across Alucard's face.
"You waist you're time on such nonsense boy! Leave at once! I have much work to do and can not deal with such a boy as you. Leave me my son, let me do my work." said a man hidden behind a laptop and now looking away from his son.
Alucard was in fact handsome, but terribly pale. One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture ready to kill and spill the blood of many men.
It was icy blue, cold as if the world had frozen over. It struck fear in the house's servants and sent shivers up whom ever may see it, backs. He casually tossed hair in front of his right vultures eye. It was definetly scary.
Then there was the boy's smile. Sadistic, almost uncaring. Bloodthirsty. Cold as the snow that plagued the earth when it's yearly ritual came.
Alucard though, was a nice person. Sure, slightly cold sometimes and didn't mind seeing others hurt once in a while. But he was not bad, he was not greedy.

His thin hands traced his skinny upper arm out of coldness of the house. He left it out onto the streets, he wanted a day of peace! He wanted to find something and did not care what it was.
Alucard saw females of all shapes and sizes on the streets. One in particular had big hips and thighs, a trim abdominal and rather... he did not care about what the chest looked like. He was a man who enjoyed hips.
If he saw a girl with big hips then he would go completely blush crazy and a little stupid. He was not a chubby chaser! Just a hip and thigh...and butt type man.
Although it didn't hurt if the girl did have a bit of meat on her bones. It really didn't matter to him.
He smiled to some of the ladies on the street, they saw his eyes and some of them froze. His other eye did have the same vulture like pupil but it was a very dark, almost purplish blue.
He shook his hair back over his eye and continued on.

Maybe... he thought, I want a woman to love... yes... that is what I want.

((k, changed the jeans))

((desparis: just to let you know, this isn't a very modern setting, so no jeans. sorry :( ))

Sakura perused the many stalls at the maketplace, looking for the perfect ingredients. She wanted everything to be fresh, perfect. At one stall, she bought fresh fish from a handsome young man. At another, vegetables from a little old lady. Each purchace made her more and more excited.
This is going to be the best gift ever, Sakura thought as she picked out a few sweets for dessert.
A ferice wind blew, sending chills up Sakura's back. Her kimono, though simple and comfortable but not warm enough for the fast approaching fall weather. She made a note to take out her warmer kimono.

((come on peopl! we were just starting to pick up!!!!))

((OMG!!!! I'm so sorry, my computer crashed, burned and now I've resurrected it so I'm Back!!!!!))

Veronica whipped around quickly Keise stood in the doorway of the shop stuttering. He was an adorable mess, obviously in his father's or someone else clothing. They hung on his delicate frame loosely. Veronica didn't care. He came and that was all that mattered to her.

"Well don't just stand there," Veronica called waving him in. "Come... see I've made arrangements for us." She said cheerfully. Veronica turned back around quickly catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror and grimacing. She was nervous. Why was she so nervous about having tea with Keise. Then she realized WHY she was nervous... because if anyone found out, they'd KILL her, that's why she was so nervous.

Still, Veronica turned her head back to Keise and her body followed suit. She stood the, her hands gently tucked into each other and her little knees pressed together so he couldn't see them knocking about "will you come sit with me?" She asked him motioning her hand to the chair she wished him to sit in.

Sakura had spent the last hour in the basement kitchen of her house. She had sent the servants out to do other things, and kept only the cook, to help her out. After carefully preparing the meal, Sakura watched as the cook showed her how to make everything. Following her instructions scrupulously, Sakura managed to make a delicious meal.

Leaving the cook to make the finishing touches, Sakura hurried upstairs to get dressed. First she stopped in her father's study.
"Father, I have a suprise for you. Meet me in the dining room."

Sakura removed the kimono she was wearing and slid into a more formal one. It was a lovley dark purple with a beautiful water scene and a blue obi. When she was ready she made her way into the dining room.

"...Hi!" He finally managed to sputter when she turned and saw him, then greeted him. His bare feet shuffled on the flooring of the little establishment and for a second he hesitated. However, once she said she'd prepared something for the two of them, he flushed unknowingly and stepped inside without any furhter ado. "Yes.. Of course. It is afterall why I came." He said bowing his head before moving to fall into the chair she'd motioned him toward. If she was nervous, he was falling apart freaked. This was well beyond what he was normally used to. During this time of the day he'd probably still be sleeping in bed, then would have woken up later to go about doing house chores like the good boy he was. Or should have been. Instead, he was fraternizing, yes, fraternizing, with a girl he should have never known. A girl his mother had told him to stay away from. If it weren't for the need to go out and explore the world he would not even be there.

...Well, ok, it was that need, as well as the undying urge to see her face once more. There was something alluring and he wasn't quite sure what it was yet, but it made him feel... decidedly good when he saw her. "thankyou very much." He had always been taught good mannerisms. His hands folded neatly in his lap, but his nervous energy pooled out from the tip of a bobbing foot. Was he trembling? Even his wings were pulled tightly against his back from fear of twitching, not that they'd be seen.

((DANG! come on poeple!! we can get this moving!!))

((Sorry, been a little busy.))
Alucard was unsure on how to get a female, he wasn't very good at it.
Was he supposed to stand in the middle of a town square and yell out a personal add.
Sighing slightly he looked around, why would a girl notice him? He had no redeaming quality's.
"Bah!" he yelled. Suddenely he felt like he was being greedy for wanting a woman and started paceing around the front of a street merchant, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
He didn't like being greedy but he would like someone to love. Was it hard? The only ones he had ever loved was his family and friends.
He was clueless on how to get a girl and love her more than anyone.