He hadn't meant to do it, but the blood!

He had always smelled it on his master, smelled it in the victims consumed by the Heartless, smelled it in Axel and sometimes in the others, but most strongly on his master, his Superior. It smelled so good. All he had wanted was to taste some, just a little bit, a tiny drop. But he had wanted more, once he'd tasted it, and more, and more, and more until, before he knew it, he was covered in it.

10. Saïx/Accidental

A/N: Holy crap, that's got to be the shortest thing I've ever submitted here. XD And it makes... let's see, here... 0 sense? XD