Author's Note:

This is an M rated story for mature readers only due to the detail of torture, strong violence and language. This fanfiction may also include strong sexual references at times so please BE WARNED.

If you are not prepared to read through sadistic torture scenes at Yamori's hands (that are quite cruel and sick) then please do not read this particular fanfiction.

I think most readers will be able to see what sort of direction this fanfiction is destined to head in from this first chapter and the bio.

There will be no paring between Touka and Ayato at any point. I fully intend to keep their relationship only as brother and sister. However, there may be some parings later on (such as Touka and Kaneki) although this is undecided at present.

Please rate/comment and let me know what you think. I am happy to read any ideas for it you guys have as it may even help me to continue writing it!

Finally, thank you for reading and enjoy!

Chapter 1: Catching the White Rabbit

They came without warning, burst through the door to Anteiku without warning and demanded 'the one who smelt like Rize'. Ayato had appeared first, shattering the window which ignited anger in Touka's heart for vandalizing the restaurant she loved so much, but his arrogant self was nothing compared to what came next. This guy was huge. His facial features were horribly distorted as if someone had hacked away at his face until his eyes shifted unnaturally apart and his nose and mouth tilted. It sent a chill down her spine just looking at him.

As if he wasn't creepy enough, the transvestite had called her and her punk of a brother 'beautiful'.

She remembered being brutally battered against the counted and left in a haze from a hit from the big ghoul. She had blocked perfectly yet his strength was unimaginable and it felt as though she hadn't blocked at all. Through her slowly re-focusing vision she watched Kaneki become impaled by the brute's kagune and her skin tingled red hot with anger.

She wasn't going to watch this sick bastard toy with her friend like that.

A wild scream of pure rage shattered the silence as it tore from her lips and she kicked off, charging for the monstrous ghoul, ready to rip his heart from his ribcage.

Pain laced through her cheekbone as something knocked her off course as threw her into the counter, nearly knocking the breath clean out of her. Slowly she crawled to her knees, releasing her kagune.

Ayato's voice was filling her ears with insults but most of what he said was never properly registered in her mind. The storm rising inside her prevented most of his words from ever breaking through.

Then he insulted their Papa. Something snapped inside her short-tempered self at the nerve of the bratty little shit. He had no right to day that and she wanted to punch his precious white teeth in for it but a faint groan from Kaneki caught her attention.

She lunged forwards she pulled back her fist ready to connect it with his face, having chosen fast between knocking a some sense into her arrogant brother and saving her friend.

She saw Ayato's raven black and blood red kagune harden as he prepared to unleash a flurry of needle-like bullets upon her.

But she had already pivoted on her foot and jumped.

Ayato was never her real target.

Her fist impacted the brute's solid nose and she felt a satisfying crunch of bone beneath her knuckles.

Yes, she had-

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Pain coursed through her left side as she felt his knuckles snap several bones in her ribcage. The sheer force threw her backwards, crashing against the wall and making her vision flare black and white as she struggled to hold onto consciousness. Her legs buckled and she crumpled to the floor like a dumbbell to the seabed. Sharp gasps came from her lips as she tried to breathe. It felt like a titan was crushing her lungs in its merciless grasp.

Something was wrong.

There wasn't enough air.

"Y-you…bast…ard. Let. Him…go…" Touka rasped, the pain increasing with each breath she tried to take.

She couldn't let it end like this. There was no chance in hell of helping Kaneki if she couldn't take the disfigured ghoul out. How could someone that size even move so fast? Damn it hurt so much! Had she mistimed her attack and left herself open too soon?

The room swayed dangerously and her pained, violet eyes failed to focus on anything. The outline of her brother wavered before her and she could just make out his lips moving, though she couldn't hear anything beyond the ringing in her ears. Slowly they danced in a daze across the room to Kaneki's limp body being stuffed into a bag.

'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...I wasn't strong enough...'

Black shadows crept into all edges of her vision. Then all was dark.

The pain was gone…for now at least.

Ayato watched in shock as his attack mostly missed his stupid sister, only a few of his kagune's projectiles grazing her elbows and exposed back.

Then he heard the crunch and he was relieved to see her hit had connected… until her agonizing scream filled his ears.

His blood ran cold in horror as he realize the crunch belonged to Jason's hit and not Touka's.

Hiding his true feeling behind his cold expression he watched helplessly as she collapsed against the wall, struggling to breathe. Blood trickled from the corners of her lips when she failed to choke it out.

'At least she can still talk, her wound should heal in her sleep if she's unconscious for long enough. She never did shut up.'

"We're taking the bitch with us."

Ayato's cold glare shot to meet Jason's furious face.

"No. We weren't sent here for her. We have what we need, let's leave," Ayato plainly stated, already moving to the door.

As weak as his dumb sister was he couldn't let Jason get his torturous hands on her. Ever. He had promised to protect her.

Jason scoffed and picked Touka's limp body up, tossing it into the black sack like she was merely the broken bones left of a poultry roast dinner being thrown into the bin.

"I don't care. Besides, she's not for the One-Eyed King."

Ayato glanced over his shoulder, eyes widening briefly as fear began to creep through his veins. He had to stop this. He couldn't let Jason take her as one of his subjects, he would kill her! Piercing into Yamori's skull with his icy stare the teen spoke sternly, leaving no room for debate: "No. A weakling like her should be left here to crawl like the scum she is. She's no use to us."

"To you maybe… I owe her a little lesson in respect," Jason sneered, a vicious smile etching onto his ruined face. Oh this was going to be fun! Not only did he have such a pretty little pet now but best of all it was the stuck up brat's sister!

Ayato opened his mouth to protest but it was too late. There was no stopping Jason now and if he fought him here everything would fall apart. He would lose too,, and if he fell now his sister would spend her final breaths in the hands of a sadistic maniac.

His mind ran wild with thoughts and scenarios as he sought out a conclusion to free Touka now. She was dead weight to them after all but Yamori wouldn't buy that. He knew the torturer would enjoy this beyond his wildest dreams after all the times he'd been made to obey Ayato's commands.

For the first time in his life Ayato felt truly terrified as he watched the huge ghoul walk out of the restaurant with the limp bundle that was his older sister slung over his back.