Not Another Girl (Hellsing x Reader)

Chapter 36

Jonathan had come over to spend the day with Integra; but when he got there, she had a surprise for him.

"What's this?"

"A questionnaire, I wish to find out more about you. This is the quickest way to do it."

Jonathan started laughing, but Integra wasn't. "I'm your fiancé, not a job applicant. If you wish to find out more about me, ask me or watch me. Discover who I am, that's half the fun of being married, learning about and loving each other."

"I haven't the time..."

"Or want to waste the effort." smirked Jon.

"That's not what I meant." Integra narrowed her eyes on him.

"Isn't it? Integra, I know you're busy, and I know I have a lot to learn in order to fit into your organization; but we are in this together. We can learn about each as we go. Life is full of surprises."

"I hate surprises." She scoffed and blew him off.

Jon shook his head, as he smiled. "Ok, ok. I'll fill it out."

So Jon went to the living room, flipped on the stereo system, and filled out the questionnaire.

"Hm, Name, Height, Weight, Eyes, Hair, and Build? Are you Athletic and Outgoing; Flabby, fat, and lazy; or Average and in no way special? Good Grief Integra." chuckled Jon, as he wrote his answers down. "Do you have family? Do you smoke? Are you a conservative or a liberal? Are you a realist or romantic? Are you an introvert or extrovert? What are your likes? What are you Dislikes? What are your dreams? That's an odd question for you to ask me. You really don't strike me as one who would care." thought Jon, as he continued. "Geez, how many pages is this? Are you a servant or a master? What are your fears? "

Jon finished the questionnaire and turned it in to Integra. He chuckled as he shook his head. He felt like a schoolboy turning in his homework to teacher. Integra looked at it and put it in her pocket.

"You're not going to read it now?" he asked.

Integra walked back to her desk and went back to work. "I will read it when I have more time to fully contemplate your answers."

"Eh yeah, ok, so should I wait here or would you like me to wait for you in the living room?"

"Are you being flippant?" questioned Integra, growing annoyed at his light and bubbly attitude.

"Yes. I'm trying to gauge your sense of humor."

"Don't bother, I don't have one."

"Yikes, you're going to be fun to live with."

Integra raised an eyebrow at him.

"Heh, heh." he laughed, folded his arms, and stared back at her. "Sorry Ice queen, that evil stare of yours won't melt me. My mother used to stare at me like that when I was in trouble, and I'm too old to be sent to my room."

"But not too old to be sent to your grave." countered Integra, her eyes locked with his, in daring challenge.

"Ha, ha, ha, I thought you said you didn't have a sense of humor." Jon gave her a playful wink. "And yet you can always make me laugh."

"Out, I have work to do." she ordered him like one of her soldiers.

"Yes, ma'am." he saluted, but then he asked. "By the way, have you ever been camping?"

"Why would I go camping?"

"Because I like camping. It's on the list. I've answered your questions, now you'll answer mine. I want to see just how self reliant you are, without your butler."