Authors note: Hey readers! Since I haven't been busy, I was able to write and edit this chapter pretty fast (BTW this might not always be case with school and exams coming up, but don't worry I strive to get chapters out often enough) Anyways I realize wholeheartedly that this chapter is filler, but don't worry things will pick up in the chapters to come. You can't have a Tokyo Ghoul fanfic without some badassness, action, or blood. So please stay with me here :)

Chapter 2

Knock...Knock...

It was now 8:30 pm, and I had almost finished the dishes when I was alerted that someone was outside my house. I slowly put down the towel on the counter, and shuffled towards the door hesitantly. It was getting late, and I was not expecting guest nor was anyone in my family, so just who was this stranger? I quickly flipped on the porch light, but I still couldn't see who was outside because of the curtain over the glass, so in a moment of pure paranoia and fear, I reached into the tin umbrella holder beside the door, and grabbed one for protection. With shaking fingers, and my heart pounding in my ears, I quickly yanked the curtain away to reveal the visitor...

I let out a thankful breath, and unlocked the door for my boyfriend, Yasotaru Haruguchi. I had not remembered I invited him over for dinner with my family, so I supposed he became preoccupied and could not make it on time. It was nice that he had even come over at all. I grinned up at his tall frame, my eyes fixated on his beautiful green ones, his short black hair, and his light pink lips. He returned my smile eagerly, and bent down to hug me, lifting me off the floor and spinning me around for a second before settling me on the floor again.

"Hey Ami, hope I'm not too late. I'm so sorry about just arriving, but I had an extra shift forced on me, and my phone died so I couldn't tell you. I'm sorry." He apologized again and again, and I went on my tip toes to kiss his stubbly cheek, My way of letting him know he's forgiven.

Yasotaru nodded his head, but then his eyes focused on something in my hand, his kind face now decorated with confusion.

"Ami, why are you holding an umbrella?" He asked, a soft laugh mixing wonderfully with his smooth voice. I looked down to my right hand, and realized I was still gripping the makeshift weapon. I blushed with embarrassment, and put it back in its rightful place.

"Er...I thought it might be raining outside?" I said with an obviously crumbling straight face, and couldn't hold it a minute longer when Yasotaru started laughing. I giggled myself, and fought for breath while taking his hand and leading him to the kitchen.

"Hahaha, okay okay, truth is I forgot you were coming over, and I may have thought you were some scary murderous monster." We both laughed some more at my idiocy, and I picked up my towel to resume drying the dishes. I told Yasotaru he could just sit at the table until I finished up, then I would reheat the leftovers. But instead he grabbed his own towel, and began helping me dry and put away the remaining dishes. At first we basked in comfortable silence, but I soon decided it was time for some small talk. So nudging his shoulder with mine, I ask him how his day was.

"It was good, had a huge exam for my English course, then I headed right to work. A usual day." He paused to reach over my head to place a plate in its rightful place onto the shelf. "How was yours Ami?"

"Fine, work was usual as well, I missed you all day. I'm glad you could make it." I said "I only wish you could have been over when dinner was being served, that way you would not have to eat leftovers." Though I was glad he didn't have to see my mother and I squabbling, it was a real comfort having him here. I leaned my head on his shoulder, completely comfortable being this close to Yasotaru, he rested his chin on my head, and finished up putting away the last of the dishes. I can't believe we have only been dating a year, but I already had such deep feelings for him.

"I'm fine with leftovers, I'm just sorry i was was late... And I will be making you wash more dishes." He said.

"I told you, you're already forgiven." I laughed as I lightly hit his arm with my damp drying towel, and grinned up at him. "And if its you, I don't mind."

He smiled back at me, and I realized how close we were to each other, practically sharing the same air. I blushed a little, and Yasotaru seemed to notice as well, and understand the sudden color in my cheeks because his eyelids lowered, and he leaned in to kiss me.

I became redder when his soft lips connected with mine in a whirlwind of passion, and I melted into his kiss. But as our lips were locked, and I explored his mouth further, a sharp metallic taste assaulted my tongue. I instantly broke the kiss, fearing for a second I had bit his lip, but all I had done was kiss him.

"Ami? What's wrong?" Yasotaru asked me, concern apparent in his voice as well on his face, and he reached out his arm and took my hand to make sure I was alright. I assured him I was fine, and stuck two of my fingers into my mouth, searching for the blood that was still all I could taste on my tongue. My fingers came out slightly red on the tips, and I looked at Yasotaru with concern of my own.

"While we were kissing, I tasted blood in your mouth, are you okay? Did you get into a fight?" I rinsed my bloody fingers in the sink, then turned to him.

For a second Yasotaru seemed unwilling to answer me, and I wondered if he thought I would be mad at him for brawling. I wouldn't be mad, I was just worried if he was hurt. He didn't say anything for a few seconds, then opened his mouth.

"No, I wasn't fighting. In truth, I was nervous coming over here, and had been biting my cheek all day. Guess I broke the skin and I didn't notice. That must be why you tasted blood." He shrugged like it was nothing, and I held onto his hand tighter now, upset that he had injured himself because of nerves visiting my place.

"Why were you nervous?" I asked, my voice cracking at the end. Oh no, was he going to break up with me? Had I done something? Yasotaru instantly noticed my distress, and pulled me into a tight hug, his hand stroking my hair.

"Hey, what's wrong Ami?" He whispered soothingly into my ear, never stopping his hand running through my short black hair. I shook my head. "Come on, I can't do anything unless you don't tell me." He said, trying to reason with me. I finally mumbled into his shirt something along the lines of: "you got hurt because you were nervous about coming to my house, it upset me a little."

Yasotaru sighed, and kissed my forehead. I looked at him in shock, not expecting that reaction out of him. He looked down at me, with a bemused and caring expression. "Don't be upset sweety, it was all my fault, not yours. No need to apologize at all. And it wasn't really coming over here that made me anxious, it was because... Well, i have something to tell you." I tensed up suddenly, preparing for the words that would end our relationship, but I never thought it would end like this. I never got to tell him how I truly felt.

"Wait, Yasotaru, there's something I need to tell-" I began, but he brought his finger to my lips to silence me. His eyes alight with conviction and firmness. And I realized he was going to say what he had to say, and there was nothing I could do to stop him, so I readied myself for the worst.

Ami, I... I love you." He whispered silently, his breath rushing out, and his voice unsteady. Anticipating my answer on bated breath. I whipped my head up in surprise, and I took a moment to reassure myself he had just said what I thought I heard. Before I knew what was happening, I grinned so wide my jaw hurt, then I sealed my lips to his again, I still smiled as I kissed him, and he pulled me closer, his arm around my waist and the other resting on my hip.

He pulled away for a second, our lips still touching, but just barley. "So is that a yes or...?" He breathed, already knowing the answer, but needing conformation anyway. " I stared into his eyes, and finally said what I had been waiting to say for a long time. "...Yes, I love you too." His happiness lit up the room, and he beamed at me before returning his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and as our kiss deepened we both clung to each other, Yasotaru's hand had just moved up the back of my shirt -

"Ahem" My father coughed fakely, announcing his presence to us. Me and Yasotaru immediately jumped apart, and faced my father, who had his arms crossed but his face was anything but angry.

"S-sir, uh, Mr. Kaneki I am so sorry for-" Yasotaru stuttered out, trying desperately to rectify the situation, to explain himself. But failing miserably.

My father chuckled at his reaction, and decided to take mercy on him. "Its okay Yasotaru, just next time, say hello before you move in on my daughter." He said, and I didn't know if it were possible for my boyfriend to blush anymore, but as usual, he surpassed my expectations. He put lobsters to shame, and I'm certain that I was not much farther behind him.

"Yes sir." He replied stiffly, and was now standing a few feet away from me, acting very respectably towards me and my father. It was as humorous as it was awkward.

Later on, after my father had retired to his bedroom (mumbling something about privacy) me and Yasotaru were sitting at the table, sipping on the piping hot tea I had made, and chatting quietly. Not wanting to disturb my parents or Hana.

"So, have you decided what collage you would like to apply to?" He asked me. Somehow we had come to the topic of education, but he reminded me I was graduating this summer, and even though it was October, I needed to start considering my choices for collage. Though I knew with my parents money troubles, it would take awhile to save up enough to save up. My sister, who had already graduated, was still waiting for the chance to go. So I was far back on the waiting list.

I trailed my fingers over the burning hot cup, and quickly took a sip before answering him, savoring the rich flavor of the tea.

"No, I decided to focus on my job right now. I'd like to go to collage, but even with my dads promotion and me working full time, it will be awhile till I save up enough to even think about collage." I stated, trying not to let my disappointment show, because it would just trouble Yasotaru and myself. So I softly smiled at him to pretend I wasn't the least bit troubled I had to wait to afford school, and that I was being left behind by everyone in my grade. Since Yasotaru's family was well off, he didn't have to worry about money, or if he could pay for proper schooling or not.

"Your dad got a promotion? You never did tell me where he worked." My boyfriend said, curiosity dancing in his eyes, and looking me expectantly before taking a swig of his cold tea (he had put ice cubes in it because he burnt his tongue on the first sip)

Huh, I had thought I told him, guess it must have slipped my mind or never came up. "Yeah, he just got it today." I told him nonchalantly, "he's employed at the CCG, and is now a first class investigator."

Suddenly, Yasotaru sucked in a breath, and choked on his tea. His loud coughs filled my ears, and he gasped for breath, tears collecting in his eyes from the sudden loss of air. I leapt from my chair, and moved to his side, patting his back nonstop until his coughs resided, and he could breath freely.

"Thanks." He rasped, his voice strained from coughing harshly to dispel the tea that was in his esophogus. I settled back in my chair, relieved that he was okay now.

"Don't mention it, what happened? Your drink just go down the wrong way?" I asked half jokingly, trying to calm the pounding of my heart from the sudden actions that just took place.

"...Yeah, something like that. I guess I still need to learn how to consume liquids huh?" He chuckled weakly, at first not meeting my eyes, but slowly his gaze returned to mine. I agreed with him, and finished my tea in one gulp, then turned to check the time. It was now 11:46. I hadden't realized how fast time had flown. Yasotaru had noticed me checking the time, and was now teasing me about my inability to stay up late.

"Is somebody tired?" He quiped, his tone now slightly condescending but with a kinder edge to it. As soon as he asked, a huge yawn broke through my fascaude. I must have looked like a hipo, but I couldn't help it, I was tired.

But I would never admit it to him. "I Am -another yawn- not!" I shot back at him. "You're tired." I rubbed at my eyes, and almost shrieked when I felt Yasotaru's strong arms under my legs and around my shoulders, lifting me off the chair and heading toward the stairs.

Hey!" I shouted, now fully awake from the sudden change of position. I struggled for a bit in his arms, but he just held on tighter, and continued up the stairs. I eventually gave up, and relaxed against him, understanding it was futile to try and get out of this.

"Please put me down, I'm fine and this is embarrassing!" I almost shouted at him. He shushed me, and balanced me with one arm, while he used the other to open my door.

"Ami, you have to be quiet, your family is asleep and you don't want to wake them do you? Translation: shut up and deal with it.

I grumbled under my breath, but was secretly overjoyed at being carried like this romantically into my room. That was, until Yasotaru dropped me onto the bed. I heard the floor boards creek and groan with the unexpected weight, and I tensed for a second, waiting for either my parents to wake up, or my bed to drop through the floor. Thankfully neither happened. I let out a sigh of relive, which caught in my throat when Yasotaru flopped down beside me.

Authors note: That cliffhanger tho?! Lol hope you enjoyed this chapter in all its cliche'd cheesiness :)

Another BTW: Leena1445, thank you very much for your review! It meant so much to me :D really inspired me keep writing this Fanfic. Till next time.