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Blood
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More than anything, Rhode Camelot loved the taste of candy. Sweet, sugary, delectable treats, bad for the teeth, good for the tongue. Rhode loved all sorts of candy. But there was another taste that was a close contender. Not as much variety as candy but it certainly differed depending on its source. The unique, metallic, goes-down-smooth taste of blood. And there was one particular source that was easily her favorite. She had only tasted it once but it was a taste that lingered forever. All other flavors paled before the taste of the young exorcist, Allen Walker.
There was something about it. Something so sweet, so different, so innocent, so pure. And yet at the same time, there was something else. Something that made her treasure the taste of his blood above all others. She had only had a single taste after using a sharpened candle to stab him in the eye then licking the blood clean from the candle. And right at that moment, in her room, surrounded by all kinds of toys and dolls, she wanted more.
It was hardly a secret that after their first fight, Rhode had fallen in love with Allen. At their last encounter, she had thrown herself upon him and stole his first kiss as well as relieving herself of her own. There was something so fun about him, so exciting, something that wanted her to just get closer and closer to him. Perhaps she was eager for a new doll, perhaps she wanted to know how strong he could be, perhaps she wanted to know just what the extent of his almost limitless love and compassion was. Whatever the reason, she wanted him. Every part of him. His heart, his body, his soul...
His blood.
Allen Walker would discover all of this when he walked into his room and found the aforementioned little girl lying on his bed.
"You!" the exorcist jumped away from Rhode and prepared to invoke his Innocence, "What are you doing here?! How did you even get inside this place?!"
"Relax," the girl said with a giggle, "I'm not here to start anything. I just wanted to come see you." She stepped back a little and flopped down on his bed, "If I stay out of trouble, I can stay, right?"
Allen grit his teeth, "You threatened to kill Lenalee and Chaoji if I didn't fight Lavi whose heart you had just tried to kill, you've stabbed me in the eye, hurt Miranda, tried to turn Lenalee into your own personal doll, and did I mention stabbing me in the eye?! How do you expect me to just accept that you only want to visit? Even if you do, why should I let you?"
Rhode giggled as she nestled onto Allen's bed and breathed in deep, "Your bed's more comfortable than mine. We'll use this one when you're mine."
Allen sputtered, "WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?! What do you mean by yours?!...My bed's more comfortable?"
Rhode let out a light groan as she got herself more comfortable on the comfortable mattress, "Smells like you, too."
Allen turned red, "Wh-what does that have to do with anything?! Don't say such weird things!"
"It's not that weird," Rhode smiled at the flustered exorcist, "Doesn't it make sense that it would smell like you?"
"I suppose so," Allen shrugged, "Wait, stop trying to distract me!"
"You smell really good, Allen."
And that was the breaking point, "Alright, that's it," Allen grabbed Rhode's hand and forcefully pulled her up to her feet, "Be a good little whateverthehellyouare and go back home before someone finds out you're here."
"Awwww," the little Noah grinned, "I didn't know you cared so much."
"Don't get me wrong," Allen continued, "I'm under investigation as it is already. I have the ability to control the ark the same way that the fourteenth did. There's even a special inspector here who wants me tried for heresy! How do you think they'll react to seeing one of the clan of Noah in my room, lying on my bed and saying how good I smell?! Do you realize how creepy that is?!"
"Tch," Rhode frowned, "You should take it as a compliment."
"You really are insane," Allen returned the little girl's frown, "I'm sorry you feel the way for me that you do but there's no chance in Hell of reciprocation. Now leave."
Rhode stared at Allen, her usual smile was wiped clean away and she seemed more serious than she ever had before.
"Fine, I'll go," she said. Allen was surprised to see that she seemed almost...subdued. As her special door appeared out of thin air behind her and swung its doors open, Rhode gave Allen one more glance, "I really do love you, you know."
Allen paused, "I don't."
Rhode visibly winced before running into her door. Moments later, it disappeared. Allen sighed and flopped down onto his bed. He lay there for a few seconds before sitting up suddenly.
"I need to wash my blankets."
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First chapter. Where once there was two now is one. I merged the first two chapters and took out the part where Rhode starts touching herself. I realized it was very out of character, especially since Rhode still acts like a normal little girl when she's not being a sadistic nihilist. I also did a little editing to take out some repetition and stale lines.