Chapter 10

Author note: Bad case of writer block, and suggestion for me to break this? Also here's the story!

Sat across from Hachiman was a woman who was taking her time off to have coffee with him. With a charismatic smile that could of left people to think of her. A being that anyone could fall in love with her.

For Hachiman, of course, it was another story the same with his bored expression. Hidden behind this was actually someone who forced people to become an amusement. Either for the boredom to pass some time. All interaction has their own purposes and for her to choose.

( Flashback 1 hour ago)

About to just straight up push her off initially by the way she gripped onto him. Her voice and intention another reason for wanting to do it. However, Hachiman didn't act on it.

The customers in the coffee shop looked at them awkwardly, and this being so he stopped. Their eyes held a compelling curiosity that even Hachiman couldn't really do inside filled with people, despite how much as he wanted to.

" Sure." He responded back, stepping away from her.

" You can by buying me a shirt, that's all, " he told her while walking out of the exit. He can imagine a smile coming from her face. How it must be amusing for her, pondering this as a fact.

To her everyone is just a little experiment for her.

" Okay, so demanding", she coyly responded back. " Wait up for me." Haruno walked right behind him, right after she waved at the customers that overheard their discussion.

Following out his ears could heat a humming that came out of her mouth. He could imagine a smirk cracking to be placed on her mouth.

Glimpsing back he received a slight smile, her eyes meet with him and unbothered by this he turned around and once again walked. She complying followed without a complaint.

Both of them went to a nearby mall and to the nearest store they went inside. Various clothes then were presented onto the display. Hachiman started to find a shirt and glance back to check up with her. She wasn't there though much to his relief.

Haruno who already was ahead bolted out to the section of cloths. shortly return with something around her back. She then dramatically revealed the item to him.

" Hey, this would look good on you" Haruno held up to his face a grey shirt with a dragon-like designed was its main center. " Come one don't be like that try it on!" His eyes blank stare uninterest on the piece she offered. Hachiman couldn't really find on what was so special about the shirt.

She teased him and poked his cheek about if he indeed wore it then it will make her happy. He didn't bare it into mind and started looked for a simple thing he could get his hands on.

All of what Hachiman found was outfits he didn't need.

Elaborate jackets, ripped jeans, designs of items that he knows for sure he didn't need at all. Haruno took notice of this and pointed out to another area.

" Why don't we go there." She pointed down an aisle that seemed to have a more casual look compared to cloths in front of them. They both moved forward to the area, gaining some unwanted attention as some male adults inside the store gave jealous stares at him. Watching the small interaction between the two.

How simple minded can these people be, he thought. It amazes him how the superficiality of people of sometimes and merely on the basis of a little interaction.

" Why don't you try it on, I will pay it off," She said handing him a piece of clothing. " Go on I'll be waiting or maybe you want me to-" Her teasing was enough to make him want to get this over. Grabbing it off from her Hachiman directed himself to change room.

Unbuttoning the buttons of the shirt he took it off. He removed out a regular t-shirt placing the old one into a nearby trash bin. Examining the shirt by the mirror, he notices how the shirt was quite fitting. It was slightly big but it would do for him.

Covering the shirt with the school blazer he was ready. He turns his head to the door that separates him was where Haruno was waiting. Opening the door he was revealed a steadily patient Haruno.

Crossing her legs her hands and attention were busy at looking at her screen. The moment she glanced up a smirk was revealed. "Looks good on you," she said rather satisfied of the piece of clothing. She then looks at the other clothes that were on display.

" Is there else you want here?"

" No, I'm not here to waste your money. This is enough for me. " He really didn't need this and responded back.

" Is that so ?" She stared at him curiously, with glinted eyes. To see he was rather serious, as he wasn't stuttering to her question.

" Yes." He replied back.

She paid the item as they made it to the counter. By the time they left the store, he was about to depart. In the opposite direction to exit out of the mall.

" Hey!"

Or at least that what he expected.

Grabbed by the arms his left hand was wrapped by her chest. Acting in the manner she didn't seem to give up. " Is there something you need?" Hachiman looked back to see her pouting a bit from the expressionless face he had.

" I'm still not done." Really now, he thought. He couldn't really take her words into heart. About to make an excuse to leave, Haruno started to drag him.

"Let's get something to drink, you wouldn't mind, right?" Her voice was filled with innocence laced with the utmost intention. Interested by him, she believes it would be amusing for him to stay.

Hachiman didn't really know why she wanted him to stay. Taking his unresponsive as a yes, Haruno dragged him to the nearest cafe. Both herself and Hachiman settle down to the table.

" Here we go, hope your hungry," she enthusiastically chimed removing out her wallet. " This one is on me."

A male waiter came right by their way, and Haruno raised her hand to grab his attention. Nervously he came to them, the bead of sweat was easily seen.

" H-How c-can I-I s-serve you " His voice cracked, swallowing he waited for her replied. For a hum to be her answer.

" Hmmm"

Hachiman watched intently at the scene occurring. It was like watching all sense of composure being deprived. He trembled under the fingertips of hers. Stuttering and blushing under the impression of her, really professional.

It took a moment before he regains focus to shift his attention to him. Based on how he looked at him, it didn't seem that friendly. To not waste any time, Hachiman orders just a simple order. Coffee, double the sugar and milk, nothing more simple than it can get.

His drink order, Haruno slight stared at him. Hachiman didn't put any attention to it, grabbing the light novel he began to read. Fifteen minutes passed, and Haruno didn't seem to move. For something came in front her, getting a slight surprise look from Haruno.

This wasn't gone unnoticed as Hachiman got a glimpse. It seemed that Haruno was surprised by the person in front of them.

" Here your drinks. One vanilla coffee with cream and sugar inside; one coffee with extra sugar and milk. " An easy going voice that was different from the other male waiter tone. A female waiter instead handed their drinks, leaving few package straws at the side.

" Enjoy." With a slight bow, she went left leaving them alone, but before she eyed him. With a smile curved up, she went back.

" You got something in mind?" Haruno asked this, having a somewhat questionable look on her face. After seeing that waiter did there was no doubt he was blushing, but the teenager beside her still didn't respond.

He was already focused on something else.

With his eyes clearly aiming at the straws he removed one out. Wrapping his hand around the drink he removed the plastic off and inserted it in. Soon enough he took a sip, and despite the expression, he had not changed something else happened. A slight contemptible look was left on his face, not at anyone out in the air.

Expression tells a lot about someone's behavior. Haruno can't say she was an expert, but she knew a few things about small things to enjoy. She looks down on her drink, and then at his. In wonder, Haruno wanted to know what he was thinking at that moment.

For Hachiman, it was more than that. It was a flourished of flavors filled with reminiscent to him. He didn't even bother trying to care of what stares he received. Little sips were taken as he drank his order, and felt slightly relaxed by it.

( Fast Forward To Present)

Hachiman never did enjoy crowded areas he can recall all those time attempting to. He couldn't really enjoy it, too noisy for his taste.

Right now, it was different.

There weren't many customers near them as the area was secluded from the rest. It seemed like their whole presence were like canceled out. At the time that he was in, no wonder the area wasn't busy.

Leaning one of his arms he looks at the other customers. Who was leniently eating and seemed to be enjoying themselves.

He didn't really mind that the customers inside as they weren't noisy. If he has that then it was fine by him. He couldn't really ever find any peace in that.

" Like it?" Her voice, without even trying, pierced out the silence he had. Already making him come out his thoughts. Hachiman almost forgot about Haruno and was caught off by her question. He blinked his eyes and nodded in agreement with her reply.

" It's fine." His dryly replied earning a small little laugh from her. Unbothered by the reaction he waited for her stop.

" Sure, it is," Haruno utters those words with traces of tiredness in it. This sounded if it was directed at her self, and at a time with someone, she doesn't even know. By the slight difference hidden in her speech, Hachiman turned around and caught her in an unusual mood.

Her face was filled pure exhaustion, all the enthusiastic charmed was suck out of her left behind by a bleak appearance. Haruno quickly reverted back to cheerful self. It seemed that she noticed him focusing on her.

" Are you enjoying yourself?" He nodded.

" Is that really all you have to say? There has to be something you enjoy nee-"

" -Nope." He curtly said, removing all attention of starting a topic with her. This only earned him a sigh from her.

She stretched her arms up, doing so in a feigned way. For Hachiman to stare at the side while seeping into his coffee. Hachiman felt a stare from her. "What? He asked, slightly tinted with annoyance, covered by the normalcy of his voice

"Nothing." She waved it off, putting it off. Although, Haruno didn't stop prying at him with a question.

She attempted to ask a couple of things about himself, but ultimately she was given many answers. Given the same vague answer, "fine" or a mere nod. Amused by him, she kept on eyeing him.

This continues for half an hour, all that had gone so far can be said. With this time Haruno can much make got a bit off from him. His behavior, mostly expressionless, made it unreadable for her to get anything out of him. But, he didn't seem to ignore her question giving contact when he needs to.

His face was sharp with the jawline he had. His hair parted in between his face gave a quite feral and delinquent appearance. He was quite the looker, she could give him that.

Haruno wasn't any different. She was wearing a white blouse, covered in a knitted cardigan, and even though her legs were covered by a long skirt her bare legs were easily visible.

Easily the most casually but the most eye-catching thing for any guy to see. Yet, because of this it only proved how the simplest clothes look good on her.

Her eyes trailed over his body and doing so she caught the eye of his clothes. The design oddly familiar to her was unmistakable somewhere she took a mere minute and Haruno knew. Smiling by this she took this as a chance to make a little talk with him.

" Oh, do you go to Sobu High? That uniform looks like the same one I had when I was a teenager. " She sighed indulge of those time. Clearly, she didn't know the individual across her, but for the fun of it, she asked him. To gain the attention of the loner, turned to bat an eye on her.

With an icy tone, he uttered back. " Okay, and what about it?" He didn't seem to get it as it was an obvious thing.

A little cheeky smile crawled up her mouth. " What's subject are you good at, surely you can answer that Mr. fancy pants? She added the little tease, to gain only a slight response from him. By the way, how Haruno was persistent he didn't much choice.

" Japanese."

" Now there's an answer wasn't that hard. Anything else?"

" Nope"

" Your sure, Japanese can't be the only thing your good at?"

" I'm pretty sure"

"You're really aren't someone that talks a lot are you?"

It didn't take long for Hachiman words to accidentally slip up. " It's not like your one to talk. You keep on yapping on, there's no end to it. "

"..."

Right, that moment he took a pause. He got ahead of himself, slipping up in the process. He surely shouldn't do that. Hachiman averted his eyes at her to see a slight smile.

Haruno eyes gleamed at him with a harmless smile plastered on. A message that she was going to let it down. " Maybe so, but you are not actually doing fine yourself", she said chuckle, "Not evening saying thank you for the drink and the shirt."

" It's not I ask you to buy me a drink," he retorted back off her response. " All I wanted was a shirt and leave, but someone had to drag me into a shop." Hachiman done with the drink started to pack up. Stood straight up he grabbed the money from his pockets and left it on the table.

He didn't even give all that much thought on the amount he gave. All the cash he had could be spent for all he's worth.

" The name is Haruno Yukinoshita," Haruno raised her voice up for him to hear and he did, to follow up with another question, "What's your name?"

" My name…."

Hachiman paused, his foot planted itself in the ground. A second later he took a breath to finish his sentence. Turning around he gave a chilling piercing stare at her.

"...Now that isn't really important. I'll be just one of people that'll be forgotten by you."

He didn't really found telling her to be quite smart. Not even by a long shot, so he left it by that. She would have got bored with anyone including himself if they're no longer amusing. With that Hachiman left the store. His footsteps reverberated all the way till purple-eye girl know he was gone.

His footstep was the last thing she heard. But that last stare was no doubt someone who didn't like his time wasted.

Throughout the direction of the city of Chiba.

The town of Chiba was usually a quiet place at night, but not for today. Surrounded by the number of people it easily makes people wonder how can anyone actually get by. The sound of shoes clatters hit by the ground. Heard by Hachiman as it was constantly heard in his ears.

He walked and admire the city, brimmed with its lights. People coming and crossing made there bodies transparent for him to see. Alongside the sidewalk, Hachiman made his way, as people came to their respective destination.

Mindful to keep a distance of the eyes of others he set space enough for himself. It took a while but he wasn't that far away from home. A couple more miles and he surely make it.

Hachiman swiftly made across to the nearby streets. A somewhat of a dangerous thing to do in his part, but the amount of time put to thinking were none.

At the side of the sidewalk, Hachiman eyes trailed behind him to the side of the other direction as he made it over. Strangely he felt it was the right thing to do. A moment he felt a presence of someone but he mentally shrugged and continued one. This time going to the opposite direction towards another area within Chiba.

Hachiman arrived there to take a turn into an alleyway. He went down the path until he stopped in the middle of the alley.

Nearby trash and remains of objects lied beneath the ground. The smell of it overlay any sense if anyone came. All the reason why it didn't took him a second thought to not pursuit there.

Right here away from any type of causality or the risk of anyone even seeing him.

" Hey, you can come out" He spoke out the first word breaking the silence that came with being in the dark place. What he didn't expect for the person to actually answer.

Inside the alley footsteps slowly crept up behind. With a low growl mix with a chuckled what sounded like a mix between

" D-Die. D-Die. D-Die." A voice with a gruff tone spoke out his threat. Bone snapped started to be heard as he heard the person coming closer to him. This could either end up fight

Hachiman turned back and faced at the man in front of him. He stares at him oddly with a disinterested look. He couldn't help but think about what had kind things had the person gone through.

He looked like any type of man with somewhat decent but destroyed clothes. Composed of a simple long black and blue stripe pattern t-shirt pair with simple black cargo pants. By appearance itself, harmless was the only thing to describe, but if anyone had to look closer all of those things could vanish away.

Tears and what looked like stitches covered his whole body and his face was seemed to unrecognizable. No hair. No skin. Both of arms covered in Two beaming eyes glared at him with his half-destroyed lips and teeth as he growled at Hachiman.

" What do you want?" Hachiman coldly asked. He wasn't too pleased of time being wasted for the fact it only shortens what he had to himself. People are really meddling these days.

The man reacted with his and started to lower his body, both legs started to separate A charge was what Hachiman expected, instead, he started to chuckle. Formed into a fist the guy stood his ground.

Hachiman positioned himself to where he can fight, but it didn't look like that any longer. But, what next happen gotten him to eyes slightly eyes turned red, veins started to pulse turn into black. A sinister smile was plastered on his face.

Slowly red like appendages started to sprout from his back. Formed into two wings, small blade-like crystals attach itself into it. The man started to cackled out loud as he threw up his head in circles.

"..."

Nothing.

Eyes widen and he was left apprehended by the expression of Hachiman. Frozen on the spot by the shiver went down his spine. Empty pits stared at him, contained with no trace of intimidation. The slightest amount of fear was nowhere to be found.

Hachiman calmly stood there and started to walk towards him. The man expected a beg or cry, but he didn't do anything. In out of desperation the man shouted out, the wings started to spread out leaving no way for him to block. Barrages of crystal blades flew at Hachiman. Moving his head to the side he evaded one of the blades.

More and more started to come over him. It didn't seem to end. Swiftly he moved as the movement of his body was a blur. One by one he dodges the attacks maneuvering them as he passed through them. Hachiman flipped in mid-air, as he twisted his body, fast enough to evaded attack in his lower half.

" DIE"

" DIE "

"DIE"

The man chanted out concentrated at Hachiman, wanting to kill. The spears speed started to increase. Kept at directing the spears in his direction, the man didn't take a chance to see his surroundings. After a while of rapid firing, he stopped out of exhaustion.

" Hah.. haha." The man painted and started to chuckle, his remaining teeth glinted, " Die ... Die.

" Is that really all you have? " Right behind a voice spoke out. Eyes widen and the man jumped out in shock. His eyes focused on the teenager was just standing behind him. With clothes filled with ripped marks, both his pants and shirt were on the verge in tearing off.

Left agape by the appearance, the man stood to stare. Hachiman took notice of this and started to examine himself to see nothing wrong.

Strange there didn't seem a problem with me, Hachiman thought. That was until he got a good a visual of his hand. Embedded inside was a spear, blood seemed to ooze once he started to remove it.

With one hand holding onto the spear while the other covered in blood, Hachiman glance at it. Crushed into his hand the spear turned into fragments as it fell down the ground.

" H-How?" The man croaked out in shock not believing it. "You d-die. DIE. DIE!" Hachiman came closer at him paying no attention to the ramble he spewed out. His voice only got louder and louder.

Started to walk backward he moved away from Hachiman. Walk until one of his foot made a slip from a puddle. Against into wall, the man cornered no longer had a way out. There was no space to run away.

Hachiman listened how the man growled and hissed but he sawed what held beneath those eyes. Fear and scared but most of all tired, the man looked like he did a lot of things to keep himself alive. About to end the fight with a blow, Hachiman grabbed him by the throat.

Hold up in the air, struggling the man tried to escape. To only experience a tightening squeeze as he wheezed out. Hachiman's eyebrows furrowed at him. His cold eyes watch how the man started to suffocate. The life that shined against his eyes started to fade away slowly.

Caught in the moment, a twisted smile appeared on his face. Curved up in a way that showed Hachiman's enjoyment. It wasn't too long and the man didn't seem to move anymore. Concentrated on what Hachiman was doing he didn't take notice.

Hachiman didn't know why, but slowly he felt the strength to stand up becoming difficult. The hand that was wrapped around the throat started to let go.

A red color started to splatter all over them like rain. Staining both himself and the man completely. A sharp pang coursed through his body. He felt something down to his stomach.

Hachiman finally noticed that something was lodge in his chest. It was too late by then for even him to move away. His whole body felt numb and cold if he didn't know that he was actually impaled by something.

When he somehow turns his sight behind, he saw a person with an arm-like weapon behind him. Covered in a black cloak and a mask that he never sawed before." Got him." The man said if he was talking to someone. Hachiman with this chance look over to see.

Another pair of footsteps came along and reveal itself. Just like the man next to him, this person wore the same attire, except for the mask. Slowly a red like tentacle appeared and pierced it into his chest. The heart got caught on the tip of the tentacle. Hachiman cough off blood, little trails of it remained in the corner of his mouth.

At same doing so, the person turned its head and spoke to the man. Unbothered by Hachiman's condition. " So you did ?" The person, who also a man, sarcastically gruffed out. " You know we have to make this fast, we can't be out for that long."

" Yeah, I know. Got to make this quick." The man sighed annoyed by the remark, his eyes stared at him. " We let one of the defects loose we can't have that happening again."

With that said Hachiman's whole body felt light if he was flying up in the air. Then everything came crashing, fell hard down the concrete his head came first in contact with the ground.

A pool of blood started to form underneath his body. His vision hazy and he could no longer make out the voices as it became less and less clear.

Get up.

Get the fuck up.

The last thing that kept his body beating ripped out, but he mentally screamed. He didn't care if his body went against him. He was going to get up

Hachiman's chest started to beat out and the injuries washed away. A beating sound started to ring in his ears calling out to him. His eyes open and revealed something sinister. Everything turned red and blinded by this he only had one thought.

KILL.

Inside the corridor, the two killers both were starting to leave until one of them stopped. Wearing a slash up masked, the man looked at the body and gazed at his partner.

" So what are we going with the body?" He asked. To get looked at from his partner wearing a masked detailed in a sad smile. He could easily see the annoyed expression seen.

" He's already dead so let's leave him. We already got our hands tied so let's go." His partner said if it was obvious, but it didn't seem wise. A body left out in the open isn't really such a good idea.

He glanced at it one more time and this time his eyes widen. The body wasn't there anymore. Quickly, he shifted towards his partner and shouted out but it was already too late.

" HE'S NOT DEAD-"

" -You think that was enough to kill me?"

A dark voice, covered in a cold tone spoke out. Heard by the killers, who had their back against the voice, send only shivers down their spines. Looking at the corner of their eyes there he was in sight. Stand with an expression that pierced through them like a knife of how lifeless he was.

In unison, both released their weapons out and charge at him. Either of fear or nervousness, a range of attacks was released by them. released their of their own attacks.

His partner right-arm blade sliced up him as sounds of flesh being torn apart was heard. While he pictured his legs and arms shattering them. The victim fell down to their knees unable to stand up.

Hachiman's body was left incapacitated. .Blood spewed out and spilled down his body. Slash's and gaps wounds were everywhere. He looked like a mess.

" Hehehe…." Small chuckles released out from his lips, moving out as small drops of blood fell. Bangs of hair covered his eyes as his head fell down.

" What the fuck are you laughing?" Said by the partner. After all the damage done no one could be able to stand the same. The laughter soon stopped and both thought he was dead but the chuckled kept going on.

"Heheheh….Your turn." Hachiman chuckled out and lifted up his head revealing a pair of pitch black eyes. Grip tightly by the edges of the man's sword it shattered apart. The teenager uses this and twisted the man's arm receiving a scream.

" One down. " He whispered out softly and twisted his legs releasing a roundhouse kick. Standing there scared the man with the tentacles was kicked right in the face and crashed into the brick walls.

Out in pain the man next to Hachiman hissed out and got up, holding the arm up as the twisted arm started to re-patch itself. " I'm going to kill you!" He screamed charging with the blade now in his left hand. About to slice his head wasn't able to make his mark missing it.

Hachiman walked up to him, with a bored expression, and kneed right up in the face breaking his nose. From the impact, the man fell down to be yanked up. Hachiman with his foot smashed his face down cracking it. Digging into it a pair of hands started to grip onto it trying to remove it.

Adding more force to his foot, the bone surrounding the face shattered. Blood and scraps of bone were the only things that were left.

Out in the open, the man with the slashes smashes watch petrified by what he saw. Any other person who sees this would have screamed but scared to the core even a word couldn't be left out.

Hachiman turned his head, his eyes meet where he was. With a small smirk that appeared in his lips, he knew that he was next. Frighten by this he fled using tentacles to lift himself up.

Distancing himself away he ran with all his might. Sweat and his breath started to labor, and yet he kept on going. Leaped over what God knows to be countless building he rested against a nearby rail.

" I have to…. report to this…. this man is…. dangerous I have to tell this." He gasped out as his chest risen up and down. The memories of it only send him shivers trying to recall it.

" Found you." The voice darkly whispered out to his ear. His heart stopped recognizing the voice, nervous he tried to escape. But his efforts were in vain.

Forced down to the ground he was left in a painful situation. Six tentacles pierced through his hands and feet. Panic started to show as he looked around, in the corner of his eyes he got a glimpse of something.

Red.

" A-A k-kagune…. y-your a-a g-ghoul!" Left frighten his eyes widen while he stuttered out afraid, by the minute he regrets even trying to kill him. Moving away he tried to escape from the clutches of the kagune.

With an emotionless face, Hachiman continued to come closer. Face-to-face he felt the heavy breathing of the scared individual. Tremble in fear the man had nowhere to flee or fight with. His vision was left covered by a sharp tear off flesh.

" AHHHHHHH!"

A blood-curdling scream let out, loud enough that it was a shame that no one else could ever hear it. It continues and continued until every last drop of blood and flesh was torn off his body.

In the sky a few birds flew out, wing spread out in the light of the moonshine. One thing was different though the sky no longer looks the same to that one person who looked up.

"..."

Quite.

Hachiman in his feet let out a deep sigh. The screams and the fight were over. Covered in blood and being almost killed couldn't even be called a miracle, but he lucky enough to be alive.

Turned over he averted himself away leaving the ripped up body. Unaffected of what occurred from the thought of the guy got what he deserves. About to place his foot down ready to leave. Hachiman found actually hard to move. Down to his arms and feet, a feeling of tiredness washed over his body.

Everything became hazy, his lower eyelid struggles to stay open. Lost in balance, he misplaced his foot collapsing down. Fallen down hard into his side lay down his breath became softer.

More distorted than ever Hachiman's vision couldn't be able to recognize the place he's at. Lost in this everything became dark and he blacked out. Asleep his face softened and his chest calmly risen from breaths coming out his mouth and nose.