It's a Bloody Bel!

Blood was so interesting. The fact that it tasted like metal but doesn't look like it drew her in. Even if she were to obtain metal, she couldn't actually drink it because it would be too hot and…burning metal doesn't sound good. And there's the many types of blood such as A, B, AB, and O but she looked at it really closely and couldn't see the difference between the many blood types, maybe because they were microscopic and she couldn't really see anything except the liquid. And when she touched it, she can't help but compare it to water except blood was red and when it dried, the liquid would become crispy and if you were to scrape that away, more blood would ooze out like magma down a volcano. Then there was the problem of it staining clothes and if she scrubbed it under running water with soap, there's a possibility for it to come off but it's sometimes too late if it becomes embedded in the material. And she couldn't help but notice that blood looked like red paint, but more liquefy, and could be a replacement for what they called 'red paint'. Then an idea came to her.

"Ushishishi, the prince can't wait to see how his princess is doing~." Bel chimed as he headed into the Varia headquarters. He just came back from a mission and now he's back a day later. "Wonder if she's freaking out without her prince~."

But who could miss the scattered furniture outside the hallway of his (and [Name]'s) room? No one was in sight except for Squalo, who was climbing over the obstacles in his path. "That damn bitch…" he muttered under his breath.

"Ushishishi, what's a peasant doing in my hallway and stepping over the Prince's stuff?" Squalo jerked his head up, anger clearly in his expression.

"VOOIII! If you're a prince, go and control that bitch of a [Name]! She suddenly left all of your stuff in the hallway and lock the door! And she won't open up for me!"

"A princess won't open for a peasant like you. And plus, this hime is mine only~." He leaped to his closed door and knocked. "Ushishishi, princess~. You're prince has arrived~." No answer. He took one of his knives and picked the lock. The first thing that hit him was the smell that flew out of the room.

Blood.

He stepped in and closed the door. The room was completely empty of their furniture and a gigantic cloth covered the floor. A huge bucket full of 'paint' was next to [Name], who was dressed in an old white t-shirt and pants of his, now covered in the 'paint'. She didn't turn around as he took a step near her and swished the brush in her hand up and down.

"Hey Bel. Welcome home."

"Ushishishi, what's my princess doing in those rags?" She spun around.

"Rags? Well, I am painting." He glanced at the bucket. She couldn't really tell since his messy hair covered his mysterious eyes.

"With blood? Aww, the princess is being too nice~."

"Really? Well, I wanted to paint our room with blood but," she motioned towards one crusty wall. "When it dried, it wouldn't stick and kept turning brittle." He looked at the bucket with the deep, rich liquid.

"Ushishishi, who's blood are you painting with?" [Name] froze and blinked her big eyes many times before she turned back to the wall and continue to paint. Given the silent answer, he snaked his arms around her waist and placed his head on her shoulder.

"The princess won't answer the prince, huh? Maybe I'll go easy on [Name]- hime if she answers my question~."

"Ummmm." Suddenly, she broke free from his embrace and ran towards the door. The doorknob jiggled but wouldn't open.

"Oops, did the prince break the lock~? Ushishishi, looks like this princess needs to tell the prince the truth~."

"Oh, come on Bel!" She scoffed. "Surely you wouldn't do anything to your precious princess?"

"Ushishishi~!"

[ooooooo]

"VOOOOII! Is there anybody there?"

"Ah! Bel, not there!"

"Except for those two buffoons? Those bastards! Where is everyone?"

[OOOOOOO]

Lol, poor Squalo at the end! XD He's still stuck in the traffic of furniture in the hallway! Okay, so maybe it was a bit creepy for me to talk about blood but :P, too bad. And why do I make this when I had other stuff I started and didn't finish? Here's a fact: I less than 3 procrastinating!

Jan. 19, 2012

I'm pretty, um, unsure what I was thinking of when I wrote this on...August 28, 2010. Man, I feel old all of a sudden =.=