A/N Hello again! Hope you're still with me and as hyped for the new chapter as I am! Now things are being set in motion for the future that only I know about hehehe. Well here you go, enjoy :)

Calm before the storm

Kohana heard him stop abruptly and take a sharp breath. "Now?" he asked and she could not here the answer but the next second he was back inside the kitchen, phone disconnected. Kaneki looked at her torn between decisions she did not understand. He put his hand across his eyes for a moment before he looked up at her. "I have to go, I want you to come with me back, I don't trust that you're safe here when Aogiri has been so close." Kohana understood his concerns but tried to convince him that the would be quite safe here, he argued against and in the end Kohana understood that he would not give up and if she was perfectly honest with herself, she was not ready to leave him this soon.

It took close to 20 minutes to collect everything she wanted to bring with her since she realised the threat and that she might not be able to come back here. She made sure to bring with her everything of sentimental value on Kaneki's instructions incase the apartment was attacked while they were away, he convinced her.

A car was heard through the window when it pulled up with a groaning noise and then gave of a rude honking. Kaneki snorted slightly and rubbed his neck, "And that's our ride" He commented sheepishly. Kohana felt her nerves tingle with slight fear, spending the night, and perhaps the coming days among a group of ghouls was against all her better judgement even if one of them was her son.

The car was old. Rusty and gave of a very suspicious choking sounds and in the front seat sat a big guy who looked every bit her worst fears about ghouls. When the man opened his mouth however her mistake was glaringly obvious. He was unsure, that was her first realisation when he stumbled over words and blushed when he greeted her. She felt a bit more comforted by this but it was with slight trepidation she shuffled into the backseat of the car, leaving her bags for Kaneki to pack in the trunk.

The car smelled of to much air refreshener and the seats were rough and worn and scraped against her skin when she moved. "Whose car is it" she asked politely to break the thick silence.

"It's my car" The large man, Banjou, answered "I know it's a wreck but we couldn't afford more... " he scratched his neck and looked very apologising. Kaneki took pity on him and explained to kohana how difficult it was for a ghoul to get a job, something Kohana should have understood, just one more thing to add on the list of hardships for her son.

The old car stopped after a bumpy ride and Kohana gladly got out on the narrow street. The buildings were run-down and their grey facades were crumbling. Did they live here? It became apparent that they did not as Kaneki loaded over all her bags on Banjou and led her gently in through the abandoned buildings. The air seemed to grow heavy the further in they got as if the buildings were leaning over you from all sides and cutting of all the light leaving just a small beam of light illuminating the dusty air.

Kohana looked up to see a sliver of the blue sky above them and stumbled on a crack in the concrete road. A pale hand caught her upper arm and steadied her before she could lose her footing completely. She gave a grateful smile to her son who gave an awkward grin back, rubbing his neck embarrassedly, he was still uncomfortable with himself around her. She kept hoping he would truly relax soon and let his walls down.

The street opened up without a warning and from the dark alley they stepped out in a lush park where the sun could reach the ground despite the tall buildings. At the same time the buildings got a cleaner look, an oasis of calm in a sea of neglected buildings. Here they stopped and kohana followed them into one of the grey apartment buildings, the atmosphere changed once again when she entered the house. The inside was open and all the apartments had been changed into one single home.

The entrance went into a large hall with a high ceiling and a rounded staircase up to the next floor like a European renaissance house. Kohana was astounded by the sheer luxury of the home. As she gazed around at the exquisite paintings and delicate furniture a man came into the room. He was dressed in the most unfashionable outfit she had ever seen, a purple costume with flowers. Who in their right mind would wear something like that? Kohana could not help but stare rudely.

"some of us are more lucky than others" Kaneki threw out over her shoulder "big inheritance", Kohana found it a bit strange that he said it in front of said person and was ever more startled when the atrociously clad man laughed. "that's right. Welcome madame to my humble home" as he talked he moved in closely and added as an afterthought to Kaneki "I see where you get your unique scent from" The look he received from Kaneki was sharp enough to kill and he gave his mother a smile

"You can go get unpacked, Banjou will show you your room" he said with false cheer as he grabbed Thukiyama by the arm and forcefully led him into the next room, a fine dining room.

Kaneki turned and watched his mother move up the stairs with hesitation carrying her handbag clutched close to her. He worried a bit about leaving her alone here but relised that she could take care of herself, and if she needed help she could just call him. No need to worry. He was anyway. He shifted his attention to the purple haired ghoul who gave Kaneki a creepy smile. As a reward Kaneki dropped him hard on the floor, pleased when he recieved a pained sound. "That's my mother, you are not to touch her." he said evenly kickin Tsukiyama once for good measure."of course Kaneki-kun" he answered without hesitation, getting up smoothly as if nothing had happened. This bothered Kaneki but he elected to let it slide for this time and keep a close eye on Shuu from now on.

"So what did you say, have you found a way in to the restaurant?" Kaneki's voice was eager now, their search for answers about his origin had come to a halt when they could find no further information on doctor Kanou. Through some old rumour they found out that Madame A, a large supplier of humans to the ghoul restaurant could have had some dealings with the doctor. She was their target and the only location they knew she frequented was the ghoul restaurant. Hence they had formed a plan to capture Madam A to get information at the same time as overthrowing the restaurant. Two birds in one hit according to Kaneki.

"It will not be much of a problem, I have talked to the management and announced that I will provide them with a real delicacy in two days. We simply put you as the man course Kaneki-kun" Tsukiyama proclaimed vigorously, proposing his plan as if it would keep the world turning. Already used to Shuu's theatrical ways Kaneki quickly caught on to the perfect simplicity of the plan. All they had to do was get Banjous gang in as janitors, something always needed where so much blood was spilled constantly. Then they would just launch an assault on all the ghouls present and cut them down on their search for Madam A.

They would need to make sure to station Shuu close to Madan A incase things got complicated for the rest of them. Simple, yet almost failsafe considering their abilities, especially after Banjou and his three sidekicks; Jiro, Sante and Ichimi had received some practice. Of course Banjous size was probably enough to scare most off, if they did not know how soft he really was that is.

"Sounds like a plan, I can play bait. Now we just need to fill the others in without mom finding out.." he trailed of worriedly. Kaneki rubbed his neck, trying to calm himself. His mother may now know a short and very edited version of what happened since he left and had even been witness to some of the brutality he was capable of since Jason. This did not mean she had to know that he planned a massacre. Something he barley wanted to admit to himself, the things he did... it shocked him deep down, broke his heart but it was necessary he told himself. He would not touch on that part of him that truly loved it, revelled in the pain and blood. Just wanted to feast.

With a blink of his eyes he shook his thoughts, once more ignoring the roaring from something deep in his mind. Perhaps he could send his mother out with Hinami while they were out. He'd call later in the day to see. It would at least keep her of their course and she'd have a good time. Perhaps Touka could go with them, they seemed to have hit of pretty good at the restaurant. On the other hand Touka would probably know that something was up and come running after them. No better just be Hinami, she might suspect but she would not do anything about it.

Meanwhile Kohana was getting her things sorted out in the apartment that her host apparently called room. The upper floors still consisted of n assortment of renovated apartments, each with it's own style and colour-scheme. Kohana choose one of the more humble colour-schemes and found a room with creamy brown walls and shelver and furniture in a darker wood, probably pine. The dark purple curtains covered the entire wall hiding the big wardrobe, the bedding went in the same colour as the curtains giving room a very regal look.

The first thing she did was to throw herself at the bed as an overeager teenager. It was very soft just as she predicted just perfect. Perhaps she could move in here permanently, it was so large and her son wouldn't complain. Reality caught up with her and threw her dreams down to the ground shattering them into millions of pieces. She was here because her son was persecuted by a ghoul organisation, the inhabitants of this house was all murderers, how could she feel safe? Her son. Her Ken, how could this happen. She could not hold her feelings she broke down on that bed until she finally fell asleep of pure exhaustion from the traumatising day.

A/N I appologise for the short chapter after so long time. Finals are hell honestly! and they're just starting so next chapter might take a while to but I will try to find some time writing. Bye for now