There was no shine in her eyes as Sakuya sat in Uta's shop, unsure of what to say or how to make this easy for the both of them…what was she thinking? This wasn't going to be easy…nothing was easy about heart break…

The tattooed ghoul continued to work carefully on a mask as two other friends killed their boredom by hanging out with the couple. On one side of Uta was Itori-Chan, smiling away as she braided his hair, finding it humorous how he didn't mind. On the other side was a younger girl by the name of Roma, trying her best to make a mask of her own. Normally Sakuya liked the both of them, especially Itori since she's been nothing but helpful! She needed a scapegoat though…it seemed like the two females were the only way out.

Sakuya sighed softly as she stared at her dully lit phone, the instructions were crystal clear as she psyched herself up for what would be the worst pain she's had in a long time.

Go outside, make it believable, call when it's been done.

-Yuto

It was now or never…

"Um…Uta-San, can we talk outside for a minute?"

The older ghoul lifted his head up, his black latex gloves covered in a paint like substance as Itori finished up the braid. The three of them didn't seemed phased as Sakuya requested her boyfriend's presence outside of the shop, continuing what they were doing without a care in the world.

"Perfect timing Saya-San! Do you like U-Chan's braid~? It's a Fishtail, my specialty~"

Itori smirked with much confidence as Roma walked over with a mask of her own making, a cute smile on her delicate face.

"Look what I made! Cute right~!?"

Roma giggled sweetly as Uta looked at it carefully, almost ignoring his girlfriend's request to talk to him privately.

"Roma-Chan…what materials did you use to make this?"

"Ah! You like it don't you~? I used leather, some glitter, some buckles, and that paint for the designs~"

Uta pursed his lips out as he thought to himself, calculating something very specific.

"…5,000 Yen…that's how much you owe me for using my stuff…and that's me being nice."

Roma almost cried out in shock as Itori began to laugh loudly, finding the whole situation hilarious. Sakuya didn't budge though…she was stuck in her own head as she thought about how she was going to do this.

"Uta…please…"

The tattooed Ghoul raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend's impatience, grabbing his E-Cig as he led her toward the back of the shop. Once the duo was in private and in the open, Uta decided to speak up, flavored smoke leaving his mouth as he talked to her gently.

"You seem tense Saya, did you get enough sleep last night?"

The anxious woman took in a deep breath, trying hard not to cry as she made herself upset at her boyfriend who did nothing wrong.

"…You're close to Itori and Roma…I know what you've been doing behind my back Uta…"

The air was thick with tension as Uta cocked his head to the side, his braid moving along with him as he put his electric cigarette away.

"Well, they are my friends, but we haven't made any plans without you Saya-Chan. You shouldn't worry about that."

"How long Uta!? How long have you been cheating on me!?"

The ridiculous assumption shocked Uta as his whole body became tense with confusion. What was she talking about? He's been faithful throughout everything! Was this really how she felt?

"Saya I haven't been with anyone but you, I think you're just confu-"

"Stop covering for them Uta! You've slept with both of them haven't you!? Why are you close to them but not me? What makes them so special!?"

Tears were flowing down Sakuya's face as a shaky reflection of Uta shone in her dark eyes. She hated this. She knew Uta was being truthful, and she wasn't mad at him for having female friends…she was mad at herself…and she prayed that he would forgive her one day.

"I'm done Uta…I know you love Itori and Roma…If I can't have all of you, I don't want you at all…"

Uta's brows furrowed as he studied Sakuya, his gut was telling him that something wasn't right with her, he just didn't know what she was planning behind all of this.

"…Are you breaking up with me Sakuya?"

A lump the size of a golf ball was stuck in her throat as Sakuya desperately tried to cough the answer out. She didn't have much time, it was either this, or Rarako. The tears poured out harder as the timid designer nodded her head, loving Uta so much that she didn't want to say it…the pain of heart break was horrifying to her.

"Y-yes! I have to! I'm s-so sorry Uta!"

With that, Sakuya rushed past him, leaving the shop so quickly both Itori and Roma didn't have time to ask her why she was crying. After the door was slammed, Uta walked back in, the two shorter females blocking his way as they spat hateful questions in his direction.

"U-Chan! What the hell did you do!? Why is Saya-San crying!?"

"…She broke up with me."

Both Itori and Roma paused, a dumbfounded look on their faces. All they could think was how could anyone end a relationship with Uta? That couldn't be possible! Uta seemed fine though as he looked at the door, planning his next action carefully.

/

The skies were a thick gray color as the storm clouds moved in a hurried pace, as Sakuya was doing as well. After breaking up with Uta, she received a text from Yuto, telling her the address her best friend was being held captive in. She could apologize to Uta some more later, right now the only thing on her mind was Rarako, and how hard she should punch Yuto when she saw him.

The building before her was a large off-white factory, seemingly abandoned for years. It once produced mass orders of metal, ranging from simple link chains to steel beams for foundations…it made her curious as to why Yuto chose this place to meet up with her. None the less, the usually anxiety ridden woman got a sudden burst of bravery as she ran into the unlocked butterfly doors.

The floors were a solid tile design, the clacking of her shoes upon them as she ran echoed throughout the halls as she made her way to the last door on the left. There she was, beaten and bruised as a simple handkerchief kept her mouth shut, her hands were tied behind her with a rugged rope as were her ankles. Rarako was alive, but not well. The anger inside of Sakuya bubbled out as she raised her voice to the man who just wouldn't stop, not caring that he had three bodyguards accompanying him.

"You asshole! You've put me through hell for what!? Why are you doing this!?"

Her fists were shaking violently by her side as Yuto smirked, yanking Rarako roughly to her feet as he dragged her along, making it seem like he wasn't hold another human being, but rather a bag of trash.

"Why can't you just be flattered Yuno-San? I'm so madly in love with you, I want to be the only person in your life~ Sato-San, Uta-San, and even this lovely woman took up too much time with you…but I realize that you don't like me, so I'll let you go~"

Sakuya thought that Yuto was going to toss her friend into her arms, but he simply walked right past her, leaving her locked in a large and empty room with the three guards. Was this just an evil trick the whole time?

"I'll tell you what, Yuno-San, if you can beat these three CCG members, you can have your friend~ I'll leave her right by the exit okay? Now if you'll excuse me, I have to report to my father's new company, have a great day Sakuya~"

A look of pure terror flooded Sakuya's gaze as she stared at the three figures mere meters in front of her. The two men were obvious twins, both with shaggy brown hair with bangs that covered the majority of their foreheads, they almost looked as ordinary as Yuto. The woman seemed more distinctive though. Her long platinum hair hung low down her back, her hazel eyes trembled with excitement as if she hadn't hunted in years.

"Mr. Wantanebe meant ex CCG members. Sadly all three of us lost our jobs due to our violent nature towards Ghouls…and even though you are a human, we can always just pretend~"

The female nodded her head towards the man on her right, indicating that it was his turn to have a bit of fun. He walked towards her and let his briefcase open, revealing a sword like Quinque that glowed a dark red color…it was a color resembling that of blood.

"You may be confused as to this location, and why we're listening to that punk Wantanebe-San…since you're going to die, I'll tell you a little bit."

The man stopped right in front of her, tilting his head upwards as he ignored the stubborn look on Sakuya's face.

"We all lost our jobs, and we kind of have a debt with his dad, who apparently owns a lot of businesses. This building was his, but he abandoned it when he got the money he wanted from competitors…the whole Wantanebe family is annoyingly rich…anyways, enough talk. Time to kill you."

The ex investigator began lifting his Quinque up into the air like it weighed nothing, a solemn and bored look in his eyes as he was mere seconds away from bringing it down upon her.

A loud crash sound was heard as the side wall was broken, the ex Dove was no where to be seen as Sakuya ducked, holding her head as she peeked through her arms to see where the attacker was.

Blood trickled down to the ground as the other two doves watched in shock/horror. The lower limbs of the rogue tore off and landed with a thud, the upper half of the attacker hung lifelessly in the hands of a hooded figure. They tossed the other half to the side before removing the cloak, revealing who they were as if things were repeating themselves.

"…Does anyone else want to attack my girlfriend?"

In front of the cowering Sakuya was Uta, the braid still in his hair as he licked the blood from his hand, not even remotely amused by all of this. Yuto just didn't know when to give up. The tattooed Ghoul perked up after a few seconds though, turning to look into Sakuya's tear filled eyes.

"Oh, sorry, I mean ex-girlfriend."