Inhuman Affection R Extend Edition

A Ragna x Dizzy Pairing FanFiction -Alternate Universe-

A When World's Collide Spin-Off Story

By: Mr. Carl Clover

(Author's Note: OK, I know A LOT of you want to see this one updated and if it wasn't for that fact, I wouldn't even bother with this story since there's so much to do on the other remastering. However, it might be nice to balance a love story with all the seriousness of the main FanFiction from which this comes from. I can't promise this story will be a continually active work or be any good as an update, but I am going to try my best. I hope that's good enough for all of you heh)

Chapter 1: The Void and Joy of the Heart

Roses in bloom, pumpkins scattered about the air, and the glorious sounds of sipping tea filled the delicious fragrant air in the back courtyard of the Hellsing Manor. This time of year is when everything was at its finest in appearance and feeling. The roses' bold rouge coloring light up the scenery like splashes of color on a black and white painting; wonderful smells of the wind from the garden waft through the air with the majestic scent of the devil's promises both sweet and cruel. Of course, the tea served on the beautiful days this time of year created the ideal experience of perfection according to Ms. Rachel Alucard's standards, which in turn were next to impossible to meet. Unlike the rest of the beautiful days of this time a year, today was especially...stupid. It was the only thing keeping the perfection that was the manor's garden on this fine evening.. Ragna glared at Rachel from across the patio table; his brow forever furrowed with his dual colored eyes full of frustration and unamusement. His chin rested in the palm of his hand as he watched Rachel Alucard enjoy her afternoon tea and sweets, unallowed to interfere with the penalty of death waiting in the horizon. Growls came from within his throat as he gently rolled the fingers of his other hand upon the table. Along with his fingers his foot began to tap impatiently, wondering as to why she would summon him here without telling him that he'd have to wait through tea time. Valkenhayn, her loyal butler and dear friend refilled her cup of tea, looking over at Ragna's impatient posture as she took her time.

"Madam Rachel, perhaps you shouldn't leave your guest to himself when you yourself summoned him into your presence," Valkenhayn suggested, trying to show sincerity to Ragna's ever growing impatience. Rachel didn't so much as move her eyes to Valkenhayn's words, clearly illustrating her point of authority in this situation. Valkenhayn bowed to Ragna as an apology as he stood at Rachel's side. Ragna just rolled his eyes off to the side, unable to stand looking at the 'rabbit' any longer. With the soft clashing sound of her fork being laid upon her dessert plate and the final tap of her teacup on its own plate, Rachel lightly dabbed her mouth and left it all to Valkenhayn to clean up. With a smile, Valkenhayn patiently removed all of the empty dishes from in front of Rachel and held them to himself.

"You may leave us now Valkenhayn," Rachel's posh, victorian voice ordered. With that, Valkenhayn gave them both a bow before disappearing into a void. Rachel's eyes then shifted to Ragna's. She found it kind of cute when he was disgruntled and about ready to just go off on someone, so cute in fact that she took joy in dragging out the worst in him at times. This evening was no different as his eyes shifted from the side and directly into hers.

"So, Ragna, how are things in your sad excuse of a life?" Rachel said with a smirk, taking joy in teasing the "Grim Reaper" as she did. Ragna balled up his fist that was set to rest on the table as his brow furrowed more than normal. He made a deep sigh from the pit of his stomach to calm himself enough to speak without the urge to strangle her being etched into his voice.

"I'm pretty sure you already know. You pretty much stalk me every day through your little visual spells that you have don't you? Ragna grumbled. Rachel smiled and shook her head innocently as her gaze softened up with his eye contact.

"Why on Earth would I take to such a boring task? I only check in from time to time to make sure you don't do anything exceptionally stupid," Rachel teased. Ragna shot Rachel a death glare as he bit through the usual taunting that she instantly gave him at every meeting. Ragna took another sigh to try and empty out the tension in his stomach.

"If you really want to know, Rabbit, all of these changes from when you and whoever it was you were working with had altered the world as well as my perspectives on life. Altering it to the point of frustration that I can barely stomach day to day. This merging thing that you did threw everything out of wack; I don't know where or who my enemies are, I don't know what's around the corner trying to kill me, it has just been one giant pain in my ass!" Ragna snarled, causing Rachel to glare back at him curiously.

"That doesn't differ from any other day of your life Ragna. I would appreciate it if you would elaborate a bit further," Rachel's posh voice grew more obnoxious by the second as he turned his face away from hers. Ragna grew uneasy as Rachel continually played the role of his psychologist on this fine evening. Rachel looked over him carefully then gave a tilt of her head.

"Could it be that...you desire love, Ragna?" Rachel smirked as Ragna flinched from her words. He turned his face away as it grew a shade of red that matched his very clothes perfectly. A soft growl vibrated in his throat as he tried to avoid the subject with his body language. Rachel's gaze refused to leave his presence, forcing him to turn back to her and give in to her chase.

"Tch...that word tends to make me cringe. You know...ever since I was a boy, I have done nothing but trained to fight. I never had any affection given to me, just bitter doses of crap that I have to deal with. Revenge, fighting for my life, it's all just an endless cycle of bullshit that refuses to end! So maybe that desire is buried deep down somewhere…" Ragna groaned letting his head hit the small table with his arms sprawled out around it. Rachel smiled and lowered her eyes to the sad, distraught Ragna that sat before her. Leaning forward, she made a reach across the table to gently run her fingers through his hair. To her surprise he didn't budge an inch while she brushed his rough, spiky hair, clearly showing signs of surrender.

"You aren't alone. Outside of your own, life isn't truly that simple for anyone. Every being in this world follows two sub conscious rules to their lives: They have a definitive reason for which they live and they also find things to console into in a sense make them complete. Unlike you who is free to do whatever you please, I am instead confined to minimal places, forever tied down by my fate to maintain the balance of this world. However, as large a burden as that is for me, it's the small things that make me happy and can keep me going. In my case it's brilliantly prepared tea and sweets. What you need to do is find it, find that missing consolement that you desire so. As usual, however, I'm probably wasting my breath on you," Rachel consoled as if she were more than just an acquaintance to him. Ragna gave her a subtle nod, giving a soft sigh as he rose his head up to look her in her smug eyes, actually taken by surprise as he was given some useful advice for a change. Rachel leaned back in her 'Nago Chair' and looked him over, trying to read his thoughts.

"Ragna, there is no doubt in my mind that you need to seek out the love of another" she said. Ragna growled and shook his head, trying to turn all of her words of wisdom into complete nonsense in his mind. It was his form of a defense mechanism whenever there was a subject that he really wanted to avoid at all costs. He balled up his fists and glared at Rachel with the frustration of a small child.

"Do you seriously believe that I can honestly buy into that crap? Love seems like it would be nothing but a pain in my ass, especially if things took a turn for the worst with my heart in a damn vice grip, " Ragna barked, doing everything he could to convince himself that he was wrong in believing what she had said. Rachel found herself giggling softly in amusement, finally getting a reaction out of the "Grim Reaper". Her mouth turned into a cocky smile, her eyes watching him like a fox at his reaction.

"With the reaction you are displaying before me, I would say without a doubt that you believe I'm right. Why fight such a thing such as love when you already fight everything else in this world? Hm...let's make things a bit more entertaining. How about you and I have a fight to determine the patch in which you want to go about with this subject manner. If you win, I'll shall leave you to your own without any more words on the subject. However, if you lose, you will seek out affection of another without any questions asked. Do we have a deal, 'Mr. Grim Reaper?'" Rachel said with a sleek smile, issuing the challenge to the "Black Beast" that snarled before her. Ragna then reached to the side of the table where Blood Scythe had been leaning up against it.

"Well then Rabbit, I guess I'll accept your challenge," Ragna said, breaking out of his mopey demeanor. Twirling it around effortlessly, Ragna sheathed Blood Scythe behind him. He quickly put on his game face, smiling in such an overconfident manner that it made Rachel shake her head. Lowering to her feet, Nago immediately formed into his natural umbrella shape and Gii rose up above her and beside Nago.

"It looks someone doesn't know what dealing with," Nago chimed in, mocking Ragna's determination.

"If you think you can beat our Princess, you are wrong!" Gii shouted, coinciding with Nago in their provocation. Ragna gave a large sketch to the sky, getting all the kinks out of his system. Cracking his and popping his collar, he was finally ready to rumble with the posh vampire.

"Prepare yourself Ragna, because I'm not going to take this confrontation lightly. I will make you bow into submission before me and follow my words!" The two of them stared down at each other waiting for the other to make a move. Deep down, Rachel knew that she didn't need to go about this with all of her might. So she thought she'd find it entertaining to watch Ragna try his hardest, which would make his submitting all the more satisfying.

"LET'S GO!" Ragna growled as he began his charge. Rachel stood in place, yawning softly as he jumped into the air for his first strike. Dashing through the air like the wind, Ragna unsheathed Blood Scythe and went for a strong slash at her head. She turned to the side watching as Nago met the blades tip with his fist, cause a burst of electricity to flash from the impact. He then went for another swing in the same spot that was once again parried by the amazingly fae cat. Dropping to the ground, Ragna dashed forward and went for a sweep to her feet. Rachel saw through his move and used her power of the winds to float above it casually. Before Ragna could balance himself back to his feet he was met with Gii being thrown at him like a projectile. It collided with his shoulder, pushing him onto his rear as Gii created a lightning rod before returning to her side. Baring his fangs like a wolf, he built a surge of dark energy, following up with a hard upward swing.

"INFERNAL DIVIDER!" he shouted as he launched off the ground. Rachel used another command of the wind to move herself out of the way. Nago playfully formed into a parachuted swing, to which Rachel sat upon until they met the ground. Rachel performed a pirouette, summoning various pumpkin funnels that flew around her like flies. As Ragna began his next charge, she used her index finger to point out at Ragna, the force of the wind shooting the funnels at him like bullets. Ragna raised his blade and cut down each funnel as it came within range, giving him the opening he needed to move in. Juking from side to side, he evaded the various projectiles that Rachel was shooting from the Nago cannon at her side. With each dodge, more and more lightning rods filled the garden, as if setting up chess pieces on a board. Clenching his teeth together, the Armagus on his hand opened, surrounding his fist as he dashed along the ground.

"HELL'S FANG!" he called as he flew by another shot. His fist made came in contact with Nago, who had formed into a shield. However, with Ragna's sudden burst of energy that followed, he knocked Nago away leaving Rachel open. With energy covering his blade his immediately swung for another Infernal Divider, which Rachel only avoided by an inch. Following Ragna with her eyes, she saw him smirk as his blade once again filled with energy. He quickly turned the sharp end of his blade down towards the ground and immediately descended upon her.

"NIGHTMARE EDGE!" he cried as he flew down with the speed of a bus. Rachel quickly kicked Nago with her foot, moving him into his form of chair. She sat upon it and gripped his arm rests, forming electricity all around her. Trying to shift his body, Ragna went to steer away from the thunderous trap but it was in vain. Colliding into it with Blood Edge, he felt a vicious surge of electricity surge through his body. As the electricity subsided, it immediately launched Ragna backwards until his back collided with one of the many prickly, black lightning rods that littered the area. Smoke created from the sizzling sting of the electricity fluttered off of Ragna's jacked as she used the rod as a wall to get back on his feet. Finally realizing what his back was up against, yelped and immediately jumped away from it as it burst into a surge of electricity.

"Sword Iris" she spoke firmly as her hand was raised. Ragna dodged around the various lightning embedded rods as if it were an obstacle course. Narrowly escaping, he found himself slipping on a patch of roses, dropping him to his back. Rachel couldn't help but let a small fit of laughter escape her lips as she watched this sorry excuse of a battle. In frustration, Ragna pashed his hands on to the ground before using Blood Scythe as a crutch to raise to his feet.

"Is this truly the strength of your resolve? If I didn't know any better, I would say you are making an absolute fool of yourself on purpose," Rachel taunted stalwartly as she fell back into her Nago chair. She rested her elbow up on one of the arm rests then gently rested her chin in her dainty, pale hand. Ragna shook off the pain in his system and got back into his fighting stance. Rachel shrugged softly as she hopped back onto her feet, this time facing forward with confidence. Rachel used her wind to launch herself forward at Ragna, spinning like a dradle as she collided with his blade. Her dress felt like a dozen blades as Ragna defended with Blood Scythe. It made harsh scraping sounds as if clashing metal over and over again, stinging Ragna's ears like nails on a chalkboard. As her feet touched down she immediately hopped down on top of Nago and swept Ragna at his ankles, causing him to fall to the ground. As Ragna rose from the ground, he looked up to see Nago half formed with his muscled arm ready to strike down. Ragna quickly rolled back as Nago's chop met the ground, shooting up roses from the impact. Ragna suddenly charged a massive amount of power while Nago fumbled back into an umbrella, flying along the ground, Ragna's eyes lit up with rage.

"CARNAGE SCISSORS!" Ragna roared out. He viciously swung his blade downward, catching Nago arms. The force of the strike nearly spun Rachel in a full circle as his finishing blow of the attack erupted into her. Rachel found herself flying through the air as the massive amount of energy exploded violently on her frame. Forming Nago into a parachute swing once more, Rachel recovered and returned to the Earth gracefully. She looked down and saw a small gash of her dress, sizzling from the reckless use of power that Ragna had smashed her with. Ragna wiped the sweat that beaded on his forehead and gasped to catch his breath.

"What the hell is going on...normally when I fight with her it's never this one sided…" Ragna coughed from the pain deep in his stomach. The reckless use of his Armagus can both regenerate his vitality or drain his body of what energy is there, leaving him in a bind; having missed so many swings with the use of his power, his body was beginning to feel the burn from the overuse of his power. Slowly approaching, Rachel made her way towards Ragna as if the fight had clearly just ended. Planning to use this to his advantage, he decided to wait patiently until she was close enough for his grasp.

"Are you quite done? This is beginning to bore me," Rachel's boasting victorian voice chimed like a bell in his ears, signaling for him to make his move now. Ragna's eyes met hers with a grin to follow as he grabbed his wrist tightly.

"GOING INTO OVERDRIVE!" Ragna roared, completely catching Rachel off guard. As she went to dash backwards, Ragna slammed the tip of his blade into the ground, causing a burst of energy to propel her upwards. Throwing up Nago as a shield, Rachel tried to brace for impact with each blow Ragna was about to deliver. Ragna's whole body began to glow with the infusion of his Armagus, using every last ounce of it as if his life depended on it.

"GAUNTLET HADES!" Ragna yelled as he jumped up and slammed his fist into Nago, who cried out in intense pain. The force of the blow knocked him clear of her front as he swung his leg around surrounded with an intense wave of energy. Rachel found herself being blasted into the air once more, attempting to maintain her calm demeanor during the harsh assault. Ragna quickly lept into the air as his sword quickly shifted into the shape of a scythe. He then used it as a propulsion to roll into a violent strike.

"BLOOD SCYTHE!" Ragna's voice was overpowered by the sheer force of Blood Scythe's power sending Rachel to fly along the ground. As he body rolled along the ground, rose after rose shot up into the air, forming a roseless trail from her body. Nago quickly formed behind her as her back met with the crudely formed black fence that closed in her garden. Before Ragna had the chance to get close enough for his energy infused claw to grab a hold of her, the burst of power from his armagus wore off, causing him to fall to one knee from exhaustion. To his displeasure, but not to his surprise, Rachel slowly raised back to her feet, dusting off her dress as if nothing had just happened. Every time Ragna tried to raise to his feet, he felt himself drop back down, forcing him to literally kneel before Rachel. Upon Rachel's arrival, his vision began to blur; his body used all of its strength to try and raise up. Ragna then looked down to the dirt where he was surrounded with a puddle of blood. He watched as it dripped trickled down his boot and into the Earth; there wasn't going to be another chance, he had officially lost. When Ragna's eyes went up to Rachel once more, they were met by a firm smack from the back of her hand. Ragna's body rolled along the ground, causing him to yell in agony. Rachel then sighed as she flew over to him. She saw as his eyes closed and his body grew limp, passing out in the garden. Rachel slowly knelt down next to Ragna, pulling his head into her lap as he laid lifelessly before her. It wasn't long before Ragna came to. As he opened his eyes and looked around, he noticed he was back in his chair that he had been sitting in before the fight had begun. Going to move, he felt slight fits of pain, slowly healing as he looked at Rachel across the table. Noticing that he came to, Rachel placed her freshly made tea onto its small plate, locking her eyes with his in the state of superiority.

"It seems that your resolve was not nearly enough to entertain me for very long I'm afraid. But now, you have an all new resolve that you must work for ahead of you. Love is in the air Ragna, you just have to search for it," Rachel smiled as Ragna let out a disgruntled groan, laying his head onto the table to rest.

xxxxxx

With the soft ocean winds floating through the air and a beautiful sun hanging high in a cloudless sky, the Mayship was able to happily rest upon the sea of the Earth. Normally up high in the clouds, Johnny thought it'd be a pleasurable change in scenery for the crews complete relaxation. Every single member of the Jellyfish Pirates could be on board the deck, which was fairly rare due to the conflicting interests and work ethics between each member. Johnny laid out in the dead center of the deck; his hands found themselves resting upon the stomach of his well toned body, happily taking in the sun while the majority of his face stayed hidden beneath his jet black brimmed hat that made his look come alive. His head didn't meet with the deck boards however; it was placed comfortably in May's lap, who happily ran her fingers through his ponytail that was sprawled off to the side. Constant footsteps shook the boards of the deck as July and Augus continually sparred in hand to hand combat training. Due to their constant stomping and romping around, Sephy had finally give up on trying to keep the deck clean and figured it was time for her to try and not be compelled to do insane amounts of meticulous cleaning. All the while Febe, April, Octy and Novel set up lean back chairs and simply decided to enjoy the air and sun as it shined up on them on this perfect day. Bridget could be seen playing with March and Janus, having a fun time fooling around with his yo-yo and having tea with March and her stuffed penguin. Not everyone was out on the deck however; Leap was fixing up lunch for everyone. They had a great fishing haul so she thought it'd be lovely to piece together some fishy dishes for their delights. And then there was Dizzy who was resting quietly in her hammock in her quarters. Her eyes were not asleep however, instead they were buried in a book titled "Fairy Tales for Kids".

"As if from dream, the princess found herself falling high from the tower. The winds whisked through her beautiful hair and the winds carried her down as she fell with grace. Before she hit the ground, she was caught by the valiant knight who said that he would love her forever. With her heart racing and her body flustered, she and the knight leaned in on one another and shared a sweet...kiss," Dizzy blushed as she took in the story in its entirety. It wasn't all that long ago that she was unaware of the world around her and all the little things that gave it life. It wasn't until she met Johnny that she learned anything about the emotion called love. She didn't honestly understand it, but throughout the book she had been reading, she felt her heart flutter at the various times when the hero and princesses would kiss and fall in love. She once knew what love was, after all, she gave birth to a half gear child and married the prince that she read about in the fairy tales. However, after the merging of the two worlds, all the rogue Gears on Earth had been wiped from existence. With this, since she was a special Gear, only her memories were affected by the showers of crimson light. Dizzy could only remember her recent present living state, in other words, she could only remember her name and all the members of the Jellyfish Pirates and those heavily associated with them. As cruel a fate as it was, Johnny had done everything in his power to help her remember the times of the past and the people in it. Even with his strongest of efforts, her memories were constantly fuzzy; she could remember all of the Jellyfish Pirates taking her in, being allowed to by Sol Badguy with his faith in Johnny as a protector. However...the second time she was acquainted with the Jellyfish Pirates, all she could remember was a man all clad in white and blue. She struggled night and day for weeks to try and remember who that man was, only to be disappointed with her loss of the past. From then on, Dizzy decided that she would let go of her past, and focus her life in the now and the future.

"I wonder if I'll ever meet my own Sir Knight...the way he loves the princess and protects her with all of his might...I hope I can be that princess one day and have a brave Sir Knight come to my rescue. Hehehe look at me, I can't believe I'm talking about this aloud," Dizzy laughed nervously as she gently pressed her face to a page with the faded image of a knight from one of the stories. Blushing and nuzzling the image, she felt a wonderful warmth deep inside her heart and soul. As she hugged the book to her chest, Johnny slowly poked his head into her room, trying to disturb her as he observed.

"Ah it seems that my lovely Dizzy is finding her way to the feelings of love. She's growing up so fast. Before I know it, she'll be gone with some guy. Of course...I'm going to test him before I even considering handing her over hehe," Johnny whispered before disappearing away from the door again.

"Yes...a Sir Knight of my very own…", Dizzy whispered softly as she smiled and cuddled up with her book, drifting off to sleep to dream of her fairy tale.

To Be Continued...