Amon nervously followed Akira to a giant room where Ghouls are being auctioned off to either sell their Kakuhou to be made into Quinques, or to be treated as pets. He only agreed because he didn't have anything better to do, same goes with Akira. The pair were seated near the front row and both were holding numbers; Amon's number was 23 while Akira's was 25.

The host for tonight was a higher-up member from the Cochlea, a place where they lock up captured ghouls. The ghouls he introduced were all feral, screaming and snarling, but it was muffled by a sturdy muzzle. They were also wearing chained garbs around their torso to keep them from attacking and each of the Ghouls were accompanied by two skilled investigators. One of them Amon recognized was Shinohara. The 1st Grade Investigator leaned back on his seat and let out a sigh, bored out of his mind. He could've used this time to train or finish some of the cases that the other Investigators have trouble with.

After auctioning 5 Ghouls, the host then introduced the next Ghoul-for-sale with an exciting, booming voice.

"And finally, we have a special treat caught by the one and only White Reaper; the One-Eyed Ghoul!" The host stepped aside to let the two bulky investigators escort a small figure towards the center of the stage. Every person gasped and turned silent as they observed the white-haired Ghoul.

'A One-Eyed Ghoul? ' Amon sat up straighter as his focus was turned to the glowering, silent Ghoul.

The host then turned his attention from the Ghoul towards the audience. "Since this Ghoul is obviously rare, let's start the bid with 50 thousand!"

Amon gritted his teeth as the audience's bid gets higher and higher, desperate to keep a rare Ghoul as a pet or use its powerful Kakuhou as a weapon. He clenched his fists and finally made his decision. The orphaned investigator raised his number and loudly proclaimed, "500 thousand."

'I want to know more about this Ghoul. Price tags be damned.'

Akira looked at him with a surprised expression as the audience became silent with disappointment. The host grinned and pointed a finger towards Amon. "And this Ghoul is sold to number 23!"

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Kaneki was oh-so confused when he was dragged into a large room filled with (delicious looking) humans. He scowled as the annoying male human kept speaking with a loud voice. He hated loud noises, he was fine staying in the plain room before he was bounded, muzzled, and dragged into this place. He lowly growled when the men who kept walking beside him grasp his arms and led him away from the room. The snow-haired Ghoul was then put back into his cell where he sat down on his cot, staring at nothing with a bored expression. Days passed by and they still haven't taken off the restraints, only his muzzle so that they can feed him scraps of meat.

Currently, he sat on his cot and stared blankly at the metal walls, bored out of his mind. He perked up when he heard the metal doors open and turned to see the nice man. Shi-something or whatever. Kaneki slightly tilted his head in curiosity when the man attached a metal leash to his collar and restrained him again to keep him from using his Kagune. The man softly tug the leash to indicate the Ghoul to stand up and follow him. The fair-haired boy huffed and plopped down the second he was off the bed.

The man sighed, "Now come on, I don't have time for this. We're gonna be late."

Kaneki was unaffected by the scolding and kept on his stubborn act. Minutes later, the Ghoul found himself being carried by the man. He huffed and gave up.

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Amon sat on his dining table, sipping his morning coffee. It had been days after his home was upgraded to be 'Ghoul-Proof'. His windows were replaced by bomb-resistant materials, his doors were replaced by high-security metal ones, and a cage made out of quinque-steel was placed in his spare room. He was also given a package of meat to feed (that came with buying a Ghoul) to feed his new 'pet Ghoul.' Honestly, he bought the strange creature so that he can study the nature of Ghouls up close to use it to his advantage out on the field. Plus he was also curious about the One-Eyed Ghoul. How was it even possible?

The investigator was startled when he heard the door bell rang. He placed down his mug on the table and made his way towards the front door. Amon placed his hand on the scanner and automatically the metal door opened to reveal Shinohara. Standing beside him was the white-haired Ghoul.

Shinohara smiled at his friend and handed him the leash. "Congrats on getting your Ghoul, Amon. Be careful with him, alright?"

Amon nodded and returned the friendly gesture. "I will, thank you Shinohara. Be safe on your way back."

With a nod, Shinohara left the duo to properly recognize each other. The Ghoul stared at Amon with its mismatched eye; one gray eye and one menacing kakugan. Amon felt uneasy with its stare, so he led it towards the room where it will be kept in. He observed the Ghoul looking and studying the cage with disgust and it looked at him with its stare, as if it was saying 'You expect me to live in that?'

Amon sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "So this is your new home. You will be given food at least once a day, depending though. You will be punished by your electric collar if you misbehave or go on a rampage. Everything clear?"

The Ghoul merely tilted his head and Amon swore he saw a white puppy for a second. Amon slowly nudged it inside the cage, wary of its nature and reaction. He locked the cage closed and step back to see the Ghoul looking around the moderately-sized cage that contained a single bed. A thought suddenly came to him. "I don't know what to call you. Unfortunately, I'm not good with names. So... Do you have a name? Anything you want me to call you?"

The Ghoul only sat down on his bed and crossed his legs. Amon waited for an answer, but none came. He sighed, "Well, might as well give you one. How about...Shiro?"

Amon was surprised when he heard a growl from the Ghoul. "Ok, so you don't like that name. Yuu? Maru? Loki?"

The Ghoul still looked displeased at the suggested name. "Alright, how about K...Ken?"

The raven-haired investigator sighed in relief when the Ghoul tilted his head. "So you like the name Ken, huh? Alright, starting now your name will be Ken."

He jumped in surprised when 'Ken' suddenly sneezed. It was a good thing the muzzle only covered his mouth and not his nose.