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Kirishima Ayato walked through the empty alleyway in the middle of the night. It was his day off from his duties and he was craving some human flesh. What better way to catch a human off guard than in a dark alleyway? The wind blew gently, making the nearby discarded pieces of paper ruffle in the night. For some reason, the area was exempt of any people today. Ayato though it strange for there to be not a single soul tonight. Shrugging off any suspicion, he made his way deeper into the alley which would soon lead him to a larger area. Walking through the narrow space, the indigo haired boy found himself at the foot of a large parking lot. He had never made it this far into the ally to see what lied beyond it. With his curiosity piqued, Ayato decided to explore it. Taking his time to walk up the many levels of the parking lot, he realized that it was mostly abandoned. There was not one car parked in the area and the paint on the concrete columns have been chipping away.
All around him, there was silence paired with darkness. The brilliant light of the moon could not reach him and so he was virtually staring into what would appear to be an infinite space of black. If it were not for his ghoul eyes, Ayato surely would not have been able to see a thing. But since he had them, he made use of those orbs and scoured the space. Because it was abandoned, there was no hope in finding any humans here; but the area being deserted was also a good thing. Perhaps he could make this place his own. A place to get away from the hectic life that was his life and forget about Ghouls and humans alike. If only for a while . . .
Suddenly, Ayato sensed the presence of another ghoul in the area. He looked around tensely and decided to hide in the shadows. Whoever it was, he'd attack without a shred of hesitance. The sound of faint footsteps could be heard remotely east of him. The teen took in a sharp breath and braced himself to jump at the poor bastard that had unfortunately crossed his path. The second the person took a step at his level, Ayato jumped out of his hiding spot. Just before he landed a swift kick upon the unknown individual, his eyes caught a quick glance of snow white hair.
Ayato's foot did not actually make it to Kaneki's face since the other had blocked it with his arms. The blue haired boy jumped back and regained his balance. He was now looking straight into the single eye of the Eyepatch's.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Ken Kaneki began.
"None of your damn business." Ayato retorted, running to the other with another blow prepared.
Again, the white haired male was able to block it and attempted to return a punch of his own. Ayato skillfully dodged it and came closer to the one eyed Ghoul. After all, close combat was his specialty. After multiple tries, he finally landed a hit on Kaneki, sending the boy to the other side of the parking lot. He wasn't content by the slightest, knowing that his punch would not have done too much. Kaneki was after all, known for being highly regenerative after taking any damage. As Ayato had expected, the other got up with ease, paying no heed to the small trickle of blood running down his temple.
The glare that the other gave him sent a shiver down his spine, but he quickly shook the feeling away. He had a Ghoul to kill, and nothing was going to stop him from doing so, not even himself. Ayato made no move as of yet, analyzing Kaneki's condition. There was pause between the two, with only the sound of fallen wall pieces in the background. Once the dust cleared slightly, the snowy haired boy rushed at Ayato. Only a bit caught off guard, Ayato was able to evade the Rinkaku Kagune. Out of that moment, he got away with only a shallow slash to the cheek. There was blood escaping his wound, but the teen could not care less at the moment.
Getting serious, Ayato brought out his Ukaku Kagune. Shooting bullets out of his wings, he gritted his teeth at the fact that none of them were landing on Kaneki. It was getting irritating. Time and time again, the two boys would get extremely close to one another with the great opportunity to place damaging blows upon one another, but it never happened. The only feeling that kept repeating itself was the feeling of frustration and regret that the past close encounters had been just that, close encounters. It was a wonder that no one had noticed or heard of their battle. Perhaps the area was just too remote for anyone to be aware of.
Growing tired, Ayato's reflexes dropped greatly. Kaneki took this chance to jump the boy and pin him to the ground.
"What are you up to?" He questioned.
Kaneki became confused at the Black Rabbit's affronted expression. "Just because I'm out here in the middle of the night doesn't mean I'm up to anything. I could ask you the very same question."
The white haired male raised an eyebrow. "You're a part of an ill-intentioned organization. I used to work in a café. Out of the two of us, I daresay you would seem more suspicious."
"Fine, let's say I'm out to do something bad. Something that you wouldn't approve of. What the hell are you going to do about it? Break another 103 of my bones again?" Ayato seethed.
At this, Kaneki had visibly winced. He didn't want to be reminded of that time. "No."
"Not in the mood to half ass it again?" The teen continued to taunt. "It's not like you could've lost your taste for bloodshed or anything."
Barely loosening his grip, Kaneki noticed that there was the smallest tremor from Touka's younger brother. This made his grip become completely slack. "About that time . . . I'm sorry."
"What-" Ayato narrowed his eyes, but Kaneki had moved far to quickly. By the time he brought himself up, the masked Ghoul was gone. In a rise of anger, he brought his fist against a nearby pillar, causing it to crack a bit. "What the fuck was that?"
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