Summary: Of fresh cuts, blood, and more blood.
Word Count: 473
Warning: This holds true for every chapter, but sorry for any OOCness!

Standard Disclaimers Apply

Blood

"Rima."

She looked up.

"You're bleeding." She looked down to see what her partner was talking about and realized that he was right. There was a tiny scar on her ring finger and she could see fresh blood oozing out.

"I must have gotten a paper cut or something," she speculated.

"You're bleeding a lot for just one little paper cut."

She agreed with him, but didn't reply.

He looked at her for a good moment before responding. "I'll clean it for you."

"I can clean it myself."

"No. Let me take care of it," he insisted as he grabbed her wrist.

Before she had the chance to protest, his tongue had already darted out to lick the cut. The vampirette felt shivers crawl down her back, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. He must have heard her sharp intake of breath, because he paused in his ministration to look at her.

It was assumed that he would heal the wound while he was at it, but as he continued licking, the wound only expanded. She felt herself sigh.

"You did that on purpose," she glared daggers at him, feeling the slight pain of her flesh being torn bit by bit.

He didn't say anything. He only smirked and continued licking the blood, which was now dripping increasingly faster from the wound.

After a while, the cut began to close. "Finally," she started to pull away, but he held onto it firmly. She examined his face, but he showed no signs of letting her hand go.

"Let go," she told him firmly. This was really starting to get annoying.

"No." His icy blue eyes met her own and he rolled her sleeve up slowly, not breaking their eye contact while doing so. She watched as his face lowered and his tongue slithered out of his mouth to taste the skin on her arm.

"Shiki, stop it." She tried shoving him away.

"Why should I?" he sneered before sinking his fangs into her arm.

No pain was felt at first; he had bit her arm relatively lightly, but as he dug deeper and drank more, the pain started to rush in. As the blood loss began to take a toll on her body, she started to feel lightheaded.

"Shiki… no more…" Like a beast responding to his name, he looked up at her with blood-thirsty eyes. He released her arm from his grip and she couldn't help but collapse on the couch that they were sitting on. With her eyes refusing to open and her body restricting any movement, she lied there motionless, trying to restore the blood she had lost. Shiki said nothing as he watched over her limp form, but she could feel him smirking.

"Shiki…" she opened her eyes slightly, just enough to glare at him, "you owe me."

A/N: I feel like I made Shiki really evil in this one. Thanks for reviewing! Please review! I accept positive and negative comments!