Five Senses

I'm back again! Sorry about the super small chapter to OTM, hehehe, it'll be updated soon! I PROMISE!

Just wanted to do another mini prompt before writing the next chapter, these are fun to do. Just random moments of Alnel goodness! And I hope everyone agrees with me on that.

Anyways, let's get started.

Disclaimer: Yadda, yadda, I don't own!

Notes: This time it's Albel's POV! Hehe, this'll be cute!

Five Senses – Smell (2/5)

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Albel Nox was known for many things, things that made him one of the most notorious, most feared, and most hated men in all of Elicoor II. He was, in order, Lord Albel Nox, Captain of the Black Brigade, the Wicked Slayer of Men, and he couldn't deny that he was proud of every single title, as bad as it seemed.

Admittedly he liked his evil nickname, Albel the Wicked. He was just that, wicked, and wanted people to see him that way. And he felt that should he be brought down by death, he wanted to be written down in history books by that title. He'd made a difference in his world…in the universe, and dammit, people were going to know what he did!

What Albel Nox was NOT known for was his soft spot for sweet things. He'd never live it down if all that feared him discovered his weakness for sweets. There were many times he'd almost slipped his stoic façade when his birthday rolled around. Why people had to celebrate such a day was beyond him, he figured such frivolities existed to expose his lack of control around sweets.

Today, thankfully, was not his birthday, but that did not stop his nose's curiosity when the sweetest smell he ever smelt, ran across his nose. And so here he was, the Feared Albel Nox the Wicked, searching for that deliciously sinful scent throughout the halls of the Diplo.

He was not at all pleased with himself, if someone passed him by, he sneered greatly, scaring them off with ease, but leaving them with a suspicion that something was up. He was going to ruin himself if he kept up this chase… and a chase it was, the smell continuously evaded him, disappearing and reappearing in a matter of seconds. He was being driven to insanity, and if wasn't going to find whatever this sweet smell was, he'd slay everyone on board until he found it.

His hunt had finally brought him to, surprisingly not the kitchen, but instead, Nel Zelpher's room. And this greatly had him puzzled. He didn't want to go into her room because first of all, he was technically her enemy, though their countries were now at peace, and second of all, he didn't want her to find about his weakness above all people…

Suddenly the door to her room opened, and Nel herself stood in the doorway. "May I help you?"

Apparently, without thinking, his hand had knocked on her door. 'Probably the work of my nose…curse my weakness!' Albel reprimanded himself. He put on his best stoic face and gave a long look at Nel, "Zelpher…I wanted to see you about something. Could I perhaps step inside? It's something not to be discussed out here…" He took a quick glance around for anyone passing by before entering her room.

Upon entering her room with the door securely shut behind them, he began to look for the source of the smell. He was expecting to see some sort of cake or dessert, a delicacy coated with sugar and sweet smells, instead, he found nothing but a mainly empty metallic bedroom similar to his own. He frowned and looked at her again, "Where are you hiding it?" He suddenly asked.

She looked at him weirdly, "What are you talking about?"

Albel turned around to face her, his face serious and deadly, "Where are you hiding the sweets?"

Nel looked extremely bewildered and slowly shook her head in lack of understanding of what he wanted. "W-What?" She repeated again.

Now mad he pushed her against a wall and locked her in between his arms. "I know you have something sweet in here…and I damn well suggest you give it to me before you get hurt…"

Just after he said this, the smell floated to his nose again, and this time it was extremely strong. He took one good long look at her before he lowered his face so that it was merely centimeters away from hers. He took in a quick sniff and realized that it was her skin that smelled so nice. "You smell like vanilla, Zelpher…"

Nel didn't know whether or not to be offended; she was just too shocked that Albel was in here and bothering her like this to really do anything. "W-Well, that is the soap I use…" She said awkwardly.

Albel couldn't contain himself any longer, he wanted a taste. He swooped in and stole her lips in a quick kiss. Just as soon as it started, it ended, leaving Nel even more shocked than before. Before she could say anything else, Albel cut in and said, "You taste like it too…" He smirked and once again kissed her lips, and this time Nel responded to it.

Albel walked away that day learning that, you can't stop your nose from what it knows it wants. In way that was sweets…and in another, it was in fact Zelpher.

So, in all of Elicoor II, no, the Universe, only one person ever discovered Lord Albel Nox, Captain of the Black Brigade, the Wicked Slayer of Men's secret uncontainable weakness, sweets. That woman now uses that knowledge to have her own wicked little way with him.

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Hehe, the end! Super cute, huh?

Of course, I don't believe Albel really likes sweets…but you never know, eh?

Guess you could say this is a prelude for the next prompt, which will be taste. So wait around for that one.

Review please!