The night sky was a deep blue, almost black abyss with speckles of brightly lit stars that peaked through the blackness. The air around her was frigid, and the harshness of the cold wind nipped at her bits of exposed skin. But the new edition of her favorite book series was out, so it was of utmost importance that she go and retrieve it. She also was a book junkie, and may have purchased more than just her said favorite. She probably had at least ten books in the bag she was carrying. However, if it weren't for the fact that her favorite book was finally out, she had no doubts that she wouldn't have even left the house. Every time she left the sanctity of her small apartment, it felt like as though she had millions of eyes all on her. That's just how it was when you were a ghoul in a human world, always afraid that someone was going to find out about who you were even though that was a task itself. Any glance she got made her think that the person who gave it, somehow knew what she was, somehow knew that she was different. Of course that thought process was ridiculous, but it wasn't easy constantly being hunted for something that was out of your control.
Investigators that could kill ghouls were constantly lurking around every corner, and they could find them at any time. Some investigators just had a keen sense of knowing who was a ghoul and who wasn't, others just got lucky with their findings. She felt a chill run up her spine, and instantly shook off the idea of a ghoul investigator even getting near her. She had a couple close encounters, but nothing too serious. She always strayed away from the action, and lived her own life not making many friends or talking to really anyone. The only friend she truly had was Ayato Kirishima, and he had joined the organization of Aogiri Tree, so he wasn't in the 20th ward anymore. The last she heard of them, they were in the 11th ward. Ayato came and visited every once in awhile, but that group was packed tight so it was hard for him to slip away sometimes.
She always remembered the exact day he had decided to leave, it was probably the absolute worst day of her entire life. Who could forget the worst day of their entire life anyways? Definitely not her. Not only did she remember it, she remembered every single detail, and even every facial expression Ayato made. The two were okay now, but after he left it took a few months them to converse again because there had been some fallout when he left. She didn't like to think about that though, her and Ayato rarely fought, but when they did it was always got incredibly ugly.
In an abrupt moment, someone had slammed into her. Her ass made contact with the cool concrete beneath her moments later, and the once heavy weight of the books on her inner elbow was gone as they scattered across the walkway of the road she was walking. She looked up to see nobody in sight. Hit and run, huh?
She crawled across the ground after rubbing her sore behind, and started collecting the books again. There was always traffic, and if she was down there too long she'd no doubt be road kill. She cursed herself for buying so many books, and cursed the douchebag that ran into her for scattering them across the road.
"Fucking stupid ass, fucking piece of shit fucking loser," She mutters under her breath, yes, she had a sailor'sqa mouth. Especially when she was mad, but it was 100% from being around Ayato so much. His language was far worse than her own. "Knock me on my fucking ass, and then just leave huh? I swear you're lucky your ass left. I'd fuck you up so fast if you-"
"Uh," A nervous, shaky voice intruded upon my threat, "Let me help you. The lights about to change."
She raised her head to meet with soft brown eyes. The guy kneeled in front of her had jet black hair that went over his ears, it wasn't a bowl cut per se with his bangs hanging just above his eyebrows, but his hair did seem to get shorter in the back. He wore a turquoise colored jacket, with black jeans. All in all, he was pretty cute, and he was nice enough to help her pick up my books.. but she was hungry and he would be such easy bait to lure to her house.
He picked up a book and a grin instantly formed on his nervous face. "I love this book!" she peered at the title, 'The moon in the box' was written across the cover. That was one of her favorites as well, she just hadn't had the time to buy it until now. "And you got their new book! Wow you gotta tell me how it is."
"It's one of my favorites, and I really like how well written everything is, that's why they're one of my favorite authors." She finds herself explaining, and slowly begins to realize this poor guy is way too nice for her to even attempt eat. There was some ghouls who had absolutely no sympathy towards humans, but then there were a few who cared. She was one of them. She figured if she was going to be a monster, she was going to be a monster with a heart.
The boy handed her the books that she had failed to pick up yet, and suddenly glanced to his side. She didn't know what was happening, because it happened so fast. She had the other books in her arms, but suddenly she was off of the ground completely and they were on the sidewalk. Had he just picked her up and carried her across the street? She looks back to see that cars were flying across the intersection they were just at. Oh god, she was about a millisecond away from becoming a pancake and she hadn't even noticed! He set her down, and his hand instantly went behind his head. He looked even more nervous than earlier, a blush creeping across his face. He was so cute!
"T-Thank you," She stutters, but only because she was so surprised that she didn't even notice. He helped her put all of her books back into her bag. "What's your name?"
"Kaneki," His voice was a little deeper now, and he seems to have relaxed just a bit. "And you?"
"Ryoko," She smiles big at him, and pushes a piece of hair out of her face. She takes out one of her books named, 'The Lonely Dove' and pulls the pen out of her pocket. She writes down her number, and puts her name then closes it. "I want you to read this while I'm reading the new book. So whenever you finish, you're allowed to call me, then we can meet up and I'll give you the new one-" She doesn't know why she's doing this, maybe it's because she's been lonely. Maybe it's because she actually somewhat likes this supposedly insignificant human, "And trust me, I've read this book numerous times so I'll know if you haven't read it."
He nods his head rapidly as he takes the book out of her hands, "T-Thank you."
"See you later Kaneki." She gives him a small flutter of her fingers, and heads off back to her house so that she can binge read her new book.
It's been a whole month since the incident with Kaneki, and to be completely honest Ryoko was pissed. She put myself out there, something she hadn't done in a really long time and it had completely backfired. What kind of person ignores a girl for a whole month? He didn't seem like the dumb type, so surely it hadn't actually taken him an entire month to read the damn book. That's what she would've referred to as an easy read. She absolutely regretted giving him her number, but if he would've given her his then she probably wouldn't even have the courage to call him in the first place.
Either way, she did not like being stood up for an entire damn month! If he ever did call her, he was going to get a mouthful. Fucking prick. She forgot about it for now, kind of, because today was one of those special days that she got to see Ayato. He had called her earlier in the week and told her that his group had to come to the 22nd ward for whatever reason. She didn't really ask anymore because she was just happy that she got to see Ayato. The last time she saw him had been at least four months ago, Ryoko pretty much went from seeing her best friend everyday to seeing him maybe twice or three times a year. And as soon as she had tried to make a new friend he ditches her!
She flicked myself in the cheek, she really needed to get over it. Kaneki wasn't going to call. It was a lost cause, and dwelling over it wouldn't do her any good. Ayato had requested to meet me at a coffee shop, of course, at approximately 10 AM. A coffee shop because coffee was the only thing ghouls could taste, nobody knew why. It was much too early for Ryoko's liking, but she would do anything for Ayato. She ordered two coffees, and was stirring her own when someone sat in the seat across from her. She looked up immediately to see her familiar dark, blue haired best friend. It took everything she had not to leap over the table and tackle him to the floor, but she refrained because she didn't want to make a scene around everyone.
"Long time no see Ryo," Ayato gives her the sly smirk that is somehow constantly on his face, mostly because he's always doing something mischievous and he's truly a smug bastard.
She tried as hard as she could to act calm, so she sipped a drink of coffee and slowly placed the cup down. "Hello Ayato."
It was quiet for just a moment, and both of them were staring at each other. It was to make him do something first, but she had gotten distracted with how different he looked. His hair was longer, and he looked a lot more muscular than last time, but he was still lean. He had a scarf on, and she noted in her head that she would have to buy him a lot of scarves because he looked damn good in them. No matter how long Ayato and Ryoko went without seeing each other, it never became awkward between the two. It was so easy for them to just resume where they had left off, and she thought that it was because they had been friends for such a long time. Most of that time it was just them. Ayato had left his family after his dad had died, and he had a sister but he didn't seem to talk about her much. She had always assumed things just hadn't ended well with her, and Ryoko never wanted to force Ayato into talking about something that made him uncomfortable so she let it be.
Basically, Ayato and herself were both loners and found each other so they ended up sticking together. She had known him for ten years now. He joined Aogiri about two years ago, so it was still recently that they didn't see each other everyday. Being together every single day for eight years straight, then only seeing each other once or twice was really damaging to the friendship for awhile but they got over it. Whenever she would see Ayato he asked her to join them every single time, and every time he asked she continued to turn him down. It wasn't because Ryoko didn't want to be with him, it was because she didn't believe she was strong enough to be a part of the organization; not to mention she did not like people telling her what she was to do and not do. There was one time she almost broke and joined, but managed to talk herself out of it. She knew that wasn't the life she wanted to lead, so she chose to stay away from it and her own best friend. It was a hard choice to make, but it was her decision.
Ayato's arms were around her, and the coffee cups shattered onto the floor. The table was sideways, and she once again found herself on my ass. But this time was different. She squeezed Ayato close to her, laughing at the fact the he had finally initiated what she had been pondering for about five minutes now. They were still so much alike after all the time they had spent away from each other, it honestly made her heart happy to know that her best friend was always going to be the same kind of person. Of course there were little changes she had noticed about Ayato. He had become a lot more mentally and physically capable than he had been in the past when it was just the two of them, and he was a lot more alert about small things. He could probably hear something from a mile away. All of that started when he joined Aogiri, the first time he came back home after joining Ryoko could immediately tell how different Ayato was.
"You just had to make a scene didn't you, Ayato?" She giggles profusely as he nestled his head into the nape of her neck, holding onto her tighter than before.
His voice was muffled from his face being dug into her porcelain skin, "Of course. Would you expect any different from me?"
No. Definitely not, she thought to herself. Ayato got off of her, and pulled Ryoko up with him. They both watched as the employees fussed and bustled to get the shattered coffee cups, and knocked over table back into the position it was previously in.
"You're going to have to pay for that!" The waitress barked, clearly upset that they had made such a mess of the merchandise. Ryoko knew Ayato didn't care though. He had no regard for humans whatsoever. Ayato threw a bunch of cash on the table, then proceeded to take her hand and drag her out of the coffee shop.
"You know, if you didn't actually want to get coffee you could have just said so." Ryoko rolls her eyes as she began to jog to fall into pace with his fast walk. He lets go of her hand, and shoves his own into the pockets of his jacket.
Ayato confessed, "Sorry Ryo, that wouldn't be much fun. But I do have much more exciting things planned for today. Actually, I have something planned for you. It's something you should have done a long time ago."
"Oh yeah?"
She was stumped. She couldn't think of anything she needed to do? The walk to, well wherever the hell he was taking her, was quiet and actually extremely short. Had he made them go to that coffee shop just so they were close to the location? As soon as they turned down the alleyway and descended down the stairs she knew exactly where they were going and what they were doing. They were going to Uta's mask shop. Part of Ryoko was excited, and the other part was skeptical. She hadn't needed a mask before, because she never really went out on her own and hunted. She had also never gotten caught by the investigators or had to fight with them, she never saw the point in having a mask. She supposed it was time that she got one. But why did Ayato suddenly want her to get one? Did he know something that she didn't?
Ayato opened the door and gestured for Ryoko to walk in before him, as soon as she entered she saw the ghoul sitting beside one of the stands that had a pre-made mask on it. The door shut behind her, and she could feel Ayato's hand press against her lower back pushing Ryoko in Uta's direction.
"Uta!" Ayato called out. Uta turned to look at the two of them, a smile creeping up on his face. Whenever people talked about Uta, she had never imagined him to look like, well, this. He had an eyebrow and lip piercing, a lot more on his ears from what she could see at least. Uta was a man of average height with black hair styled into an undercut. Various tattoos covered his arms, and he had a sun tattoo that covered his entire left pectoral. She could see it peeking out from the gray tank top that he was wearing at the moment, and of course he was wearing all black. His eyes were completely pitch black, with the small amount of red like any of the ghoul population's eyes got whenever they were hungry or were fighting with their kagune. Had he always had kakugan activated or was this some sort of trick? I would have to ask. There was another neck tattoo that wouldn't be noticeable if he was looking at the floor. "I would like to introduce you to the girl I never shut up about. This is Ryoko."
Uta stood up immediately walking over to the two of them, "Ryoko! Ah, finally nice to see you in the flesh. Ayato finally talked you into getting a mask huh?
"Ayato would not tell me where we were going," She turned to glare at her best friend, earning a laugh from the infamous Uta. "But, I suppose it's time that I got one. Any ideas?"
He rubbed his hands together and smiled as he shoved Ryoko into a chair, starting to do measurements on her head. "I've had an idea for you for years now, sweetheart. Every time Ayato would talk about you I'd think of it. After hearing so much about you I got a pretty good idea of your personality, and what you were like. I imagined you would slender. You seem to be seductive with your movements, actions, and arguments; twisting anything the way you want it. It's hard to get inside your head because of your mysterious nature. You create interesting conflict for fun, and have the ability to make other people confused. You probably think constructively, but have a very pensive allure. You also prove to be quite smart and thoughtful, quiet, good at solving problems. You like being alone, the reasoning your only friend is Ayato here, and you enjoy wgoing out alone, but still have almost an overwhelming confidence about yourself. All of that adds up to you being exactly like a sneaky feline."
She had to process all of this. Mostly because Uta was absolutely right about her, all of that clicked inside her head. Just what had Ayato told him about Ryoko to get him to deduct all of these things about her personality and nature? Or was Uta just really good at reading people.
"Did you just call me a cat?" Was sadly the only thought she had in her always racing mind.
Uta let out a small chuckle, his facial expression not wavering in the slightest. "Yes, dear. I did."
Ayato was full on having a laughing fit at this point, he even went so far as to putting his hand onto to his stomach. Uta stopped measuring her, she assumed it was because he got everything he needed; she got up and punched Ayato hard in the shoulder. He winced, and held onto it. Ryoko gave him the death glare and his laughter stifled at that exact moment. Ayato was such an asshole sometimes it was no wonder to Ryoko why his sister and him had an argument that made them hate each other.
"Sorry Ryo! He just nailed your personality and mannerisms perfectly. The look on your face was priceless!" Ayato rubbed his shoulder, then stuck his tongue out at her like a child. Of course she returned it, because neither of them were very mature.
Her phone started to buzz in her pocket, she grabbed it out and looked at the number of the person who was calling. She didn't have them saved as a contact though. Ryoko gave Ayato the death glare one last time, and left him to talk to Uta while she answered her phone call. She tapped the green button to answer the call, bringing the phone to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi!" The voice was over enthusiastic, "Um, is this Ryoko?"
Ryoko found herself looking up to her left, trying to remember the voice. She had definitely heard it before, but had no idea where she previously heard it. "Uh yeah, who is this?"
There's a pause for a moment, but eventually the other voice blurted, "It's Kaneki!"
She was sure the look on her face was another one that Ayato would deem as priceless, because it was one of surprise, however it was laced with absolute anger. "Kaneki!" She screams into the phone, "You have the audacity to call me after it's been a whole month! I know you're a smart guy, it doesn't take you that long to read! What the hell do you-"
"Ryoko!" He yells back, interrupting her rant. "Calm down please. I want to see you, I promise," Kaneki lets out a very large sigh. "I will explain everything. Can you meet me at Anteiku tomorrow at 2 pm?"
"Yes I can, and you bet your ass you're explaining everything." She pinches the bridge of her nose, was this guy serious?
"Thank you! I'm so sorry, I promise I have good reasoning."
"You better." She threatens.
"Underneath the maple tree, I dream of things I want to be." Kaneki recited softly suddenly, and it actually made her crack a smile through her once hard and angry exterior.
"You did read it."
Kaneki seems to be nervous, he's rushing his speech again, "Yes. I will tell you all of the key points and ideas I had tomorrow. My thoughts as well. It was really good, and I'm glad you recommended it to me. Okay? I'm really sorry Ryoko. Seriously," Kaneki sounds very sincere with the last part, and it makes her heart ache. This person, who she had an interest in enough to give them her number and one of her precious books, who Ryoko thought was gone for good, was actually still around. She didn't have very many people who cared about her, so it was nice whenever someone showed her any sort of affection. To be brief, she was a huge softie but she would never admit it openly, especially because Ayato teased her about it so often, even though the purple haired idiot was the same way.
"Alright Kaneki, I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you then!" He sounded as enthusiastic as before. Kaneki seemed a little different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was that had made him seem that way. She hung up the phone, and slid it back into her pocket as she walked back over to Ayato and Uta who were discussing something quietly.
As soon as she stood next to Ayato he looked at her, almost angry she thought, and hissed, "Who is Kaneki?"
"Oh, you heard that?" Ryoko smiles sheepishly, trying to avert her eyes away from Ayato.
Uta nodded his head, "Well you did yell his name. Kaneki right? He came in here yesterday, he was actually with your sister Ayato."
Ayato drug his hands down his face, "Great my best friend is making babies with someone who is associated with my sister!"
"Ayato!" She screams, her face burning at the horrid 'making babies' comment. "I am not making babies with anyone! Jesus, that was only the second time I've talked to him stop jumping to conclusions, idiot!" Wait, why was he here with Ayato's sister? The last time she saw him Ryoko was pretty sure that he was a human. She's never wrong about that stuff. "Wait, why was he here?"
"Why does anyone come here? To get a mask." Uta yawned, gosh, did anything phase this guy?
"He's a human."
"Ah, no. He's definitely not. Hey how do you feel about cat ears?" Uta placed his fingers on my head to make cat ears, "Yes. Definitely adding ears." Uta scribbled something down onto the piece of paper he had been using to write all the measurements, and such.
Ryoko scoffs, and folds her arms across her chest. "Why don't you just make me a tail while you're at it?"
"Ah so feisty, maybe I will." Uta tisks at her waving his bony finger in her face, "This is exactly what I would expect from you, my pretty little kitty." Uta growls, and patted Ryoko on the top of her head.
Ayato was laughing, of course, "Alright well thank you Uta, I'm going to get her out of here before she throws a hissy fit."
"Alright, it should be ready in a week. You should bring Kaneki with you! He needs to pick his up as well, and I want to see you two together so I can make sure your babies will be pretty." Uta was now chuckling at his own joke, and Ayato joins in with him most likely laughing because of the pissed off, yet completely embarrassed expression on Ryoko's face.
She yanks the door open, storming out while yelling, "We are not making babies!"
Shortly after she walk up the stairs, she is being lifted off of the ground. Ayato throws her over his back and starts jogging down the street. She can only imagine all of the people staring at us, thank goodness the only thing that's in peripheral vision is Ayato's ass. It was more than a little embarrassing having him carry her like this, but she knew he wouldn't put me down if she asked, or even pleaded.
"Ayato, is there any specific reason that you won't let me walk on my own?" She asks, not even sure if he can hear her over the crowd of people. This would be a lot easier if Ryoko was walking next to him like a normal person, but nothing they did together was normal. She wasn't sure why this situation would be any different.
He readjusted the position, and Ryoko was a little closer to his mid-back, but not enough to make a difference in her having to stare at his ass. Oh well, some things couldn't be helped. "Because you wouldn't walk to where we're going."
"Why not?"
"You'll see when we get there."
She thought on this for a moment while Ayato made his way down the street, turning every so often. She desperately tried to think of somewhere that she would refuse to walk. Nothing came to mind immediately, there were a few places she had deemed were unworthy of her presence, but that was normally because Ayato or herself; or both of them, had gotten into an argument with management. There weren't many places the pair went to where they didn't get in trouble; they had been kicked out of numerous places for thousands of different reasons. The coffee shop was a perfect example of why they got kicked out of everywhere, when the two were together they just couldn't control themselves. As she was thinking about every place the purple and green haired duo got kicked out of, she realized exactly where Ayato was planning to take her. No, no fucking way!
Ryoko bangs her fist against Ayato's back earning a loud yelp from him."What the hell? What did you do that for Ryo!"
"We are not going!" She hisses, absolutely against this whole idea of his, he knew how much she couldn't stand it.
He starts laughing like an evil maniac, "Oh yes we are, because we're already here."
"Ayato!" She pouts as he sets her down in front of the doors to the large building with a big neon sign, flashing, and taunting her. 'Bowl-o-rama!' continuosly antagonized Ryoko, what a stupid fucking name anyways, she thought. "You know I hate bowling!"
"Come on, Ryo!" He starts pouting, "I have to leave tomorrow. This is one thing I want to do with my best friend!"
She folds her arms across her chest, "Ayato-"
"Pretty please!" He gives her a big smirk, and she sighs. She should have known this would happen.
"Fine."
She follows Ayato inside, both of them getting our bowling shoes. They were lane 12, fucking fantastic. The reason she loathed bowling was literally because of Ayato. He was absolutely right, if he would have tried to ask her to come here she would've refused and not budged an inch. When they were younger, for whatever reason, Ayato's favorite thing to do was go bowling. The two went all the time, and Ryoko had actually enjoyed it up until a certain point. Ayato won almost every single time we would go. She was terrible at bowling, so she constantly got gutter balls. The last time they went bowling, which was also the reason she finally decided to blacklist bowling, was because of a certain incident.
Ayato had been winning as usual, and she was fed up with my ball not even touching the pins. Therefore, she did what any rational person would do. Ryoko grabbed her ball, and proceeded to sprint down the lane eventually ending up falling on my ass; she completely lost her ball. It rolled down the lane slowly, and into the gutter. She threw the biggest temper tantrum that whole bowling alley had ever seen. Ryoko ended up cracking the wood in the lane by banging my fists against it, even she herself forgot she was a ghoul sometimes, so she naturally ended up over exerting the amount of power she really had every so often. All in all, Ayato had to end up dragging me out of the bowling alley while the manager was screaming after us that they were never allowed to go there again. Thankfully this bowling alley was not that specific one, because it would have been really awkward if they remembered them.
"So, who's this Kaneki guy anyways?" Ayato asks as they are observing the row of bowling balls in front of them. They were in front of a set of purple and orange ones, the purple's are labeled with an 8 and the orange ones are labeled with a 10. What the hell size did she even need? She had no way to measure how much stuff actually weighed because being a ghoul made you a lot stronger than humans. She just picked up the purple because it fit my fingers better than the orange.
They strolled back over to our booth where their lane was, putting our balls into the rack where they sat until you used them. After doing that, they sat down to put their bowling shoes on. "I met Kaneki about a month ago. I went to buy a new book-" She glares at him momentarily to make sure he doesn't add an unnecessary comment, he always makes fun of her for reading so much. "And someone ran into me so they were all scattered in the street. He helped me pick him up, and I thought about eating him but- well, he started talking to me about books and I couldn't do it. So, I wrote down my number in a book and told him he wasn't allowed to call me until he read it."
"He just now called today? Gosh, he stood you up for a month what's the point." Ayato scoffs while tying his shoe lace, a look of disgust on his face.
Ryoko nods, puffing her cheeks and letting the air escape slowly, "I know. He asked me to meet him tomorrow, he said he would explain."
"Hmm, he better treat you good since you like him so much."
"What?" She narrows her eyes at him. "I didn't say anything of the sort."
"You didn't have to dumbass, I can tell," Ayato smirks deviously at her, and gets up to retrieve his ball. He had programmed himself to go first, like always, because he was a cocky bastard.
She didn't give off the hint that she liked Kaneki in that way! Because she didn't. Shit, she barely even knew the guy. The only thing she knew was that he liked books, and his name was Kaneki. Ryoko didn't even know his last name. Ayato is an idiot. She watched as his ball glided effortlessly, and perfectly, down the lane barreling into the pins knocking every single one of them over at once. He immediately turned around sending her that stupid smug grin that was constantly on his face, it didn't bother Ryoko sometimes but other times she wanted to punch him in the goddamn mouth! She forced myself off of the bench, and collected my ball while waiting for the machine to restack the pins in order. She stared at them, thinking momentarily that they were somehow taunting her.
Yes, it was a ridiculous idea, but there had to be some reason that she was so bad at this damn game! The pins were finally re-stacked, meaning it was the moment of truth. She didn't know if it was because she was being optimistic since she hadn't played in awhile, but for some reason she thought that maybe this time, just maybe it would actually roll down the lane and she would do exactly what Ayato did.
Ryoko was dead wrong.
She had thrown the ball too hard, and it spun directly into the gutter. She was furious. Ryoko took her next chance, trying to hold back more than she had the first time. It resulted in the ball slowly rolling, almost to a complete fucking stop, and proceeds to slide gracefully into the gutter.
"Fuck!" She shouts, heaving her shoulders in defeat. Ayato ruffles my hair, and walks past her laughing. Smug bastard.
"It's okay you'll get it next time Ryo." He tries to comfort her, but she knows his words are full of empty promises. She will never get better at this game, it's been 10 years and she still did as bad as she did from the beginning. It was hopeless.
Ayato continued to get strikes and spares with the occasional, 'damn I only missed two'. Ryoko, on the other hand, she got gutter ball after gutter ball. It didn't matter if she changed the force behind it, Ryoko either threw it entirely too hard or way too easy. Every single one of them ended up in the gutter. She had absolutely enough of this embarrassment!
"You know what," Ryoko screams swinging her ball carelessly out of the tray. "Fuck you! Fuck this game-" She looks at Ayato and points at him. "And fuck you for bringing me here!"
She put all her power into the throw, and swung it as hard as she possibly could hoping for some ungodly reason that it might just knock over every single pin down there. She was also wrong about that. Ryoko had held onto it for far too long, and the ball launched straight up into the ceiling. Ayato was standing next to her now, as the pair both watched in horror of what was to come. The whole bowling alley was dead silent, all of the conversations people were having around them, faded at that exact moment. The anticipation was horrible, and she felt herself curling my fingers around Ayato's leather jacket covered arm, gripping it tightly as she watched what happened next with absolute horror.
Not only did the ceiling tile where the ball had entered fall down, but the entire part of the ceiling that covered the lanes collapsed. Everyone in the entire building stood there in silence as debris continued to fall from where the ceiling used to be. In the middle of all of the insulation and drywall, she could see her brightly colored purple ball.
Ayato leaned close to her ear, "Ryo, when I say run. You better fucking haul ass."
She nods her head, and they stand there for one more moment before Ayato screams run. Both of them dart out of the building a manager screaming at them as they sprinted down the sidewalk. After running for a few blocks, Ayato finally came to a complete stop. Both of them were doubled over, breathing a lot harder than either of them really wanted to be. She hadn't ran that much ever!
After a few moments of them sucking in breaths, Ayato burst out into laughter. She can't help but join him, although she's still pretty mad about the fact that she suck at bowling. "Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" Ayato imitated me, and threw his hands up in the air letting out a weird 'guffaw' noise. "Take that ceiling! Fuck you too!"
"It was an accident!" Ryoko drags her hands down her face, this was definitely not her shining moment by any means.
"Whatever you say, Ryo." Ayato can't contain his laughter. "Man, I missed you."
"I missed you too, Ayato." She pats his back, and feels her phone buzz in my pocket. She takes it out quickly, she's confused as to who it is considering Ryoko didn't have that many people to message or call. She was surprised when she read the name on the screen.
1 new message from Kaneki.