"So, Doc," Yū winced in pain, "Fine! Dr... ah," she paused, "What was your name again?

The man kindly smiled at her. "Kanou, Kanou Akihiro. It's nice to meet you Yū."

"Alright, so Dr. Kanou can you do anything about this?" A small moment of silence passed through the room, "Sorry, let me clarify that, the schizophrenia, not the Identity disorder or whatever. Since I actually value my existence," Yū explained to Kanou seriously, "We can live with the multiples of ourselves but the schizophrenia... Well... That's a different story. It wouldn't be fun if in the middle of running from some ghoul we end up switching to psycho," Yū leaned in to whisper to Dr. Kanou behind Riaru's hand, "Sure it's one heck of a way to go out, but I'd rather we didn't end up as ghoul shit."

Kanou looked at them seriously, "As I explained to both of you earlier, I'm not a psychologist. So I would have to send you to a professional and I explain the situation to them. I'm afraid I can help you no farther than this."

Both Kanou and Yū gazed at each other with solemn faces before Yū gave a brief nod and stood up from the plastic seat. "I guess I'm out of here then, I'll let you and Riaru's mom finish up here," Yū stated as she walked toward the door.

"Riaru's mom?"

"Yeah, I didn't show up till Riaru was eleven, if anything I consider Mrs. Genji to be my aunt," Yū answered as she pushed open the door. "See ya Doc!"

And with that the doctor watched as the second personality of Genji Riaru walked out of his office door and into the hallway beyond.

"Riaru?" The mother called out to her child as the supposed Riaru walked out of Dr. Kanou's office.

"Heeeey... Mom... We're going to go on out and leave you guys to talk about the rest of the details," Yū said as she slid by the mildly concerned Mrs. Genji.

"Wait!" The mother called out as her daughter went further and further down the hall, "You shouldn't be going alone! What if you have another episode?!"

"We'll be fine mom! If I'm not home by six tonight then I'll probably either be in a hospital or a police station! So just check those if I don't turn up!" Yū called out to Riaru's mother as she continued to make her way towards the exit.

"Sweetheart! What's gotten into you?!" Mrs. Genji cried out from the same spot by Dr. Kanou's office.

"It's the mood swings mom! They come with the disorder!" Yū called out our their shoulder as she reached the two glass doors and opened them. "We Loooove youuuu, bye!" The door slammed firmly behind her.

Back in the hallway Mrs. Genji questioned herself on her daughter's frequent use of we in their recent conversations.

Yū let out a sigh of relief as a cool breeze ran through the streets. "Feels great doesn't it Riaru? But it would feel even better if I wasn't wearing this awful dress, you didn't bring any extra clothes to change into did you?"

"No, I did bring a jacket and an extra pair of shoes though," Riaru answered as they made their way towards a nearby bench.

"Good, because I left your heels in the Doc's office," Yū said relieved while she pulled the small, striped backpack off her shoulders to hang in front of them. They sat down on the bench before slipping on tennis shoes and jacket. "Pack some pants next time won't you?" Yū complained as they began to walk once again.

"Where are we going?" Riaru asked from their shared mind.

"I don't know, preferably somewhere with coffee," Yū answered the nineteen year old as a yawn escaped her. "You woke us up way too early this morning."

"Well… You're not wrong," Riaru chuckled as they made their way down the street. "And coffee does sound delicious. A sweet one with sugar and milk, doesn't that sound good?" Riaru questioned her split.

Yū made a disgusted face. "No! You know I hate sweet things, especially when it comes to coffee. Coffee was made to be the way it is, and it should stay that way!" the split explained to her exasperated.

Riaru huffed in annoyance, "Black coffee is just like your personality, bitter."

"Your personality, my personality, is there really a difference? I mean we share the same head after all. If I'm bitter then you are as well little Riaru," Yū chuckled at the thought.

The two walking well into the next hour on their search for a coffee shop that would suit their needs. They had passed at least two shops that were both packed with the people from the 20th district, and they would have gone in had it not been for their mutual dislike for crowded places. After another fifteen minutes they finally stumbled across another coffee shop with a quiet atmosphere surrounding the building. Both Yū and Riaru let out thankful sighs as they pushed open the front door and walked up the entrance steps quietly, trying hard not to break the peace as the scent of coffee wrapped around them in a comforting embrace. It was a cozy place where even the air seemed to greet you with a "Welcome to Anteiku!"

The two took a seat a table near the door that was tucked into a cosy corner that gave them a view of most of the shop.

Just across from the two oblivious splits, the old manager of the shop by the name of Yoshimaru stood behind the bar with what seemed to be a permanent smile on his face, he wore the uniform for the shop, a nice white dress shirt layered with a buttoned up vest. He stood, calmly making a coffee for a customer who sat before him. And though he made the customer's brewing coffee with care, the old man also kept an eye on the never before seen customer who had just walked in.

The waitress there, Touka Kirishima, also kept an eye on this new customer, through new faces weren't a strange sight at Anteiku, it was always something to be wary of for the staff and most of the shop's regular customers.

But the new customer, or customers in Riaru and Yū's case, were quiet and peaceful. They sat at their table discussing many different topics with each other under the guise of reading a book that Riaru had also hoarded into their backpack. Before long though the duo's conversations were interrupted by the waitress and her purple hair, "Hi welcome to Anteiku, what can I get for you today?"

"Ah! We were so wrapped up in our thoughts we forgot to even order," Yū chuckled lightly.

"There's only one body for everyone to see, it makes us look crazy if you 'we' all the time," Riaru stated nervously.

"I'll take a black coffee please," Yū told the waitress as she copied down the simple order.

Touka smiled at the new customer, the gears in her mind whirring as she went to prepare their drink.

"And we are crazy," Yū replied, picked up the conversation from earlier, "You've got at least three different split personalities and one of them is diagnosed with schizophrenia," Yū replied to Riaru's earlier comment as she closed the unread book and stowed it back into their backpack to watch the small tv monitor that the shop had set up.

The headline for the local 20th ward news read this, Binge-Eater, binged out?

"You heard that right! Binge-Eater binged out! The ghoul that caused so many deaths just a few months before has now completely dropped off the CCG's radar. But seeing as there are still many violent ghoul related deaths, this is no cause for celebration," the news anchor stated as pictures of several victims crossed the screen.

After the twelfth victim appeared on the tv, Yū looked away from the photographs before speaking lowly as they stared out the window, "You would think people would stop being stupid enough to go out on their own like that. They act like nothing's changed and they think that that'll never happen to me, I'm different. But they're not, they're food the same as every other human out there. Even ghouls can be consumed." Though Yū's comment rang true her statement still managed to surprise several of the customers and staff that had picked up on the quiet comment. The split's words even caught the attention of Yoshimaru, who's back was turned to this strange new customer, as he gently cleaned a the coffee cup.

"Saying things like that might wake him up!" Riaru yelped from the back of their mind, "Are you trying to make us have a psychotic breakdown in the middle of the coffee shop?! We haven't even had your coffee yet Yū!"

"I'm just speaking the truth Riaru," Yū replied to the girl.

Touka suddenly appeared in front of her strange new customer, a steaming cup of black coffee resting in her palm. The waitress offered it to the stranger with their black, straight banged bob and their eerie grey eyes before smiling and walking back behind the bar counter to speak with the manager.

"What do you think of her?" Yoshimaru spoke first. There was silence between the two for a moment while the tv buzzed in the background.

"She's certainly strange I'll give her that. And she certainly doesn't look like someone who would drink their coffee black without good reason, especially dressed like that. She almost reminds me of Rize..." Touka answered Yoshimaru almost casually as she poured another cup of coffee.

"She's not a ghoul," the old man stated as he continued cleaning a coffee cup.

Touka's hand jerked a bit at Yoshimaru's bluntness causing some coffee to splash onto the counter. "How can you tell?"

The old man continued drying the cup he had as he spoke, "It's just a hunch, you can bring Hinami down to sniff her out if you wish. But, I'm certain she'll give you the same answer."

Touka grabbed a rag and began to clean up the spill she had made as she let out a deep sigh, "I believe you... But there's definitely something off about her."

The coffee burned slightly as it went down their throat. "See, it tastes fantastic Riaru. This is much better than what it was you wanted," Yū stated aloud, accidentally drawing a few curious looks their way.

"Will you stop speaking out loud when everyone can hear you!" Riaru pleaded from the two's shared mind.

"Chill Riaru, we're in the corner, no one can hear us," Yū stated as she took another sip of bitter coffee.

"Correction! No one can hear me, but you're getting weird side glances from the waitress and some of the other customers!"

Yū ignored the last comment and took another drink of the coffee that filled their cup. "Do you know time it is?" Yū asked instead. Their eyes slowly dragged themselves to the bottom of the tv screen looking for the current time.

The clock read 6:03.

The coffee seemed to grow cold in their grasp as they stared at the clock. "No," Riaru whispered in their mind.

6:04

"It took us an hour to get here, and it will take an hour for us to get back," Yū whispered in shock as both splits stared at the clock together.

"Mom... She's probably checking the police stations right now..." Riaru spoke quietly from the back of their mind.

"No, she'll give it another five minutes..." Yū replied.

6:05

"She'll visit all of the hospitals directly after," Riaru spoke.

"She'll file a missing person report."

"She'll wander the streets looking for our corpse."

6:06

Yū scrambled for the two's wallet, trying to desperately grab for any amount of money, the frantic split finally managed to grasp a wad before throwing it on the table and dashing for the exit. The two rushed out of the door and down the stairs racing to get home before Riaru's mother went ballistic.

The coins that had been thrown down upon the table continued to rattle as everyone within Anteiku stared in shock at the door as it shut after the crazed girl. Touka walked cautiously towards the now vacant table where a coffee cup sat still full with the coffee that the black haired girl had ordered only ten minutes beforehand. A wad of cash laid sprawled out across the table and coins still lazily danced like tops on its surface, the amount left obviously too much for a single black coffee.

Touka stared out the window of the shop and watched as the strange girl bolted down the street, her dress whipping to and fro as she cut through the air. "Definitely something wrong with her..."