Warning: swearing

The first time he saw her, he thought she was just another beautiful human. The first time he smelt her however, he thought she was a rare and exquisite being.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head when she brushed past him and he fought the urge to pull her back by her luscious locks and sink his teeth into her awaiting neck.

Oh, yes~

This, is what he had been waiting for.

I wasn't confused, nor was i angry. I was, scared. What if i killed an innocent civilian, a civilian child? But then again; innocent people suffer all the time.

Tearing my eyes away from the horrible reality that lay in front of me, after covering my right eye with my hand, i threw my gaze over to the glistening window (still in the bathroom) after hearing the clatter of what sounded like; bins.

Nothing could've prepared me for what lay ahead.

She tore his arm off

.

Tore his arm off

.

She tore his fucking arm, off..

"EEHHH?!" I screeched in my small apartment. The sound reverberated across the room and i watched in slight worry as the window gently rattled. Carefully looking back out of the bathroom window i came across a boy with black hair hit the brick wall with something bloody dangling from his mouth.

"Nice" i cringed, the hairs on my neck suddenly stood up as i became painfully aware of the pair of watchful eyes on my being. Glancing in said direction, i came window to face to deep piercing amethyst eyes. They glared directly at me as if trying to set me on fire, i just stared back until she turned away, and in a bright fiery flash, she was gone.

"What, was that?" I breathed staring at the lone red sparks she left behind. Turning my attention back to wall i watched in agony as i saw this stra- boy, cry his heart out.

I turned away from the window unable to watch the heart wrenching sight and clicked the light switch off.

'It doesn't matter if you're innocent or not, you'll still suffer over something you didn't deserve'

*Time Skip: The next day*

There were so many of them, so many unsuspecting victims. I could hear it, like it wanted me to consume its entire being, the sweet enticing sound of a river. -My eye was on fire. The sensation was nothing like i had ever experienced before. It felt like it was bleeding, but i knew it wasn't- The slight trickling of the water as it broke through the surface, the pressure against the currents causing small ripples throughout its substance. Even though i couldn't see it, i could picture its bloody finesse as i drowned in its intoxicating aroma. Stop. Stop it, now.

'I don't want to hurt anyone' i thought as i forcibly dragged myself into an abandoned alley. "How could i be such a fool?" I laughed dropping against the brick wall. I leant my head against its rough surface and began to laugh. For a moment i went blind as the world blurred and distorted its appearance, and only then did i realise i was crying. 'Funny' i thought 'it's as if my tears show what the world really looks like'.

After hastily drying my eyes i made sure that my hair covered my eye and stood up from the floor. I noticed a sign at the entrance of the alley, so, i threw my hood over my head and headed towards it, ignoring the searing pain in my stomach and subconscious throbbing of my eye.

'Anteiku, huh?' I thought standing outside of the little café. The little bell rung as i opened the door and as soon as i did, i caught purple hair at the register thingy. 'Fantastic' i sighed however, i kept my composure, pulled my hood down, and stared blankly at her. She just smiled at me. "Hello, would you be staying here today?" She asked. Looking at her suspiciously i slowly but surely nodded my head. Scanning the shop i saw that it looked almost deserted, except fro the one or two odd customers. 'No wonder i'm not acting up'. Looking back at her i saw that she had picked up a notepad from behind the register, she came out from behind it and lay her hand out in front of her. "This way, please" she indicted towards a small bronze table at the back near the window, beside it sat a lone chair.

As i sat down on the lonesome chair i couldn't help but notice the exact same guy-coming out of what appeared to be a staff room from the night before. 'What's he doi- oh' i thought as i noticed his waiters clothing. "What do you want?" She asked me- without the smile this time. "Eh? Where did your welcoming smile go?" I smirked looking into her burning gaze. I sighed looking at her un wavering features. "A black coffee with two sugars, please" i replied properly this time and watched as she stormed off and shoved the my order onto a wide eyed waiter.

I watched on in amusement as his hands shook making the teacup do the same. With a slight 'tap' a piping hot cup of coffee lay infront of me. I noticed him waver for a bit before quickly wiping his hand on his seemingly clean apron before shoving it nervously towards me.

"W-welcome to Anteiku café" he stuttered. "My name is Kaneki Ken, uh..." He said with an embarrassed blush on his cheeks. Forcing down the laugh that threatened to spill from my lips, i shook his hand with a soft smile.

"I'm Kokuryū Nisshoku, it's a pleasure"