Amazing

What was more amazing than being beside Tyki? His arms possessively wrapped themselves around her waist. Her head gently rested upon the crock of his arm. She couldn't open her eyes too much. Even cracking her eyes open for a moment, burnt and stung. Rhode's sore eyes watered, sending tears to dribble down her dirty scratched cheeks.

Letting out a harsh coarse cough, Rhode opened her eyes slowly. A burning sensation festered through her head, making her let out a long moan.

"Wow, Rhode. I haven't even done anything and you are already making some noise…" Tyki laughed, flashing a sexy grin at her. He wanted to lighten the morbid atmosphere.

"Oh, yeah, Tyki…" Rhode laughed, which make out as coughs. Pain raked throughout her chest. Her hand grasped the middle of her shirt, gasping for air.

"Tyki…" Rhode whispered, whining like the child she was.

"What? You feeling needy? Maybe I could assist you in that?" He pushed away stray purple bangs that fell upon her red-marked ashen face. "Of course we can't do much since we are in a place where privacy does not exist. Oh, well. They could learn a thing or two from us…" Tyki laughed, still playing idly with her hair.

"Tyki Mikk! Stop stating nonsense! We've done nothing!" She coughed once more, trying to laugh.

"Are you saying you never wanted this?" Tyki smirked, lewdly pointing downwards.

The rude gestures made Rhode Kamelot giggle nervously, her scarred cheeks absolutely aflame. Poor sick Rhode did not need to admit to her crude thoughts containing Tyki at a time like this. "Oh, Tyki, stop being so gross…" She grinned, closing her eyes once more.

"I'm only stating facts, Master Rhode." He grinned, mocking both her and Lero. "I forgot that you apparently have your own…"

"Tyki, are you calling me a boy?!" Rhode's eyes shot open.

"Doesn't Lero imply that all the time? We all know what you do with Lero…"

"Huh?" She frowned, completely confused by his words. Her and Lero? What could they do? What was perverted Lord Tyki thinking now? She was not some whore.

Tyki laughed. A lewd grin slowly spread across his devilishly, handsome, dark face. He whispered the meaning into her ear. Rhode Kamelot's eyes widened as her jaw dropped. She never thought Tyki would get so sick! How was that even possible?

"NO WAY!" Her voice cracked pathetically as she yelled, scarred for life by what he informed her with.

"Rhode! Calm down! You're hurt!" Tyki suddenly became over protective. He shut her eyes with his fingertips. "You must get better… I can't have you just die because of that damn boy damaged you.." He outlined her lips with his index finger, making her shiver slightly, sending goose bumps down her back.

"Tyki…" Rhode sighed, her head pounding with pain. She knew the truth, but how could she tell him? Maybe Lord Tyki Mikk knew the reality of it all as well. A small rivulet of blood trickled down her chin from her cracked lips.

"The exorcists… They're more powerful than we thought, huh? Cute, too…" She faintly smiled, releasing a chuckle. A weak chuckle.

"Oh, sure." Tyki rolled his eyes at the mention of that boy being called cute. "Now rest and get better, Rhode…"

"Why does it even matter? We are just tools anyways!" She exclaimed.

"But if not for the Earl, then for me…"

"Why?"

"Because….I…." Tyki frowned, bending his head down toward her face. He teasingly brushed his lips against hers. "Rhode, well, I….love…you…"

Rhode closed her eyes, not truly surprised by his words.

Although, it was the most amazing words spoken by Lord Tyki Mikk.

With those words acknowledged, she let herself fall asleep. Only her eyes would never open again. They had both known deep down inside that she would never have made it with the wounds inflicted upon her body. Tyki swore revenge, looking down at her grave only days later as the rain began to pour from the clouds. Which in turn, washed away his tears.