My hands fished around the almost empty crevice, fingering at the muscle tissue as I gripped onto an organ. I tightly gripped my hand around the duodenum and yanked on it with all my might. The internal organ crumpled under my rage as it fell away from it's attachment with almost ease. I sighed in frustration as I threw it into a silver dish to the side, taking it no more notice as I turned back to the hollow vessel.

"I didn't think that was professional from a forensic scientist."

My eyes narrowed at the fleshy crevice, my hands gripping onto the iron table with more force than necessary at the soft voice behind me.

"Go away."

"My, my, aren't we angry?"

I sighed lightly before turning away from my work to face the raven haired ghoul before me. He appeared as calm as ever which only angered me more. I was still mad about the other night at the auction, I told Renji I wouldn't stop seeing Uta… but it didn't mean I wanted to see him right now. I bit my tongue and folded my bloodied hands over my chest.

"What are you here for? You need some more eyes?"

"Only 2."

I quirk a brow;

"2?"

"I only need yours."

I sighed lightly and lent back onto the counter with a forced smile to the raven haired ghoul.

"What do you need me to see?"

"Me."

"Why? You going to dance for me or something?"

His face remained as emotionless as ever, I guess my joke wasn't taken lightly as a heavy huff left my lungs.

"What are you here for?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Well I can guess, but elaborate?"

He kicked a black bag from behind his legs and across the floor to sit in front of me. I stared down the ebony bin bag, trying to process its contents. It was limp, no blood residue, soft… clothing? My lips thinned at the bag, eyes turning up to meet the males who hadn't turned away from me for a second.

"What's in the bag?"

"Oh? I thought you'd have guessed by now."

"I have, but I'd rather not think about you rummaging through my property."

He kicked the bag once more, the contents splaying out onto the floor before me in a black and crimson mess. My nose curled at the sight as my eyes narrowed up at the ghoul.

"So you went through my house and personal belongings? Well done, you've just made yourself out to be a pervert."

"Why did you keep it?"

"Do I need a reason?"

"Yes."

"I'm a woman that hoards clothes."

"Eve."

His voice lowered a decibel causing my body to shudder slightly. I won't back down against this ghoul, I had a right for my own knowledge too. And if he wanted to play games then game on…

"Why did you take me to that auction?"

"I believe I was asking questions first."

"And now I'm asking them. So tell me why."

"Eve-"

"Uta."

My gaze remained unwavering as he stepped closer to me, I kept my eyes steady as I stared up at the taller male and squared my shoulders; defying his advance of any weakness. I felt his breath dance across my face as I licked the inside of my mouth to moisten the dry cavern.

"Can I trust you?"

The male remained silent as a dry laugh escaped my lips, my arms tightened around my form as I felt my nails digging into my skin through my cardigan.

"No, I guess I can't... but I guess trust is scarce even between the closest of friends."

I glanced down at the black bag, my old dress sprawled out on the floor like a crime scene with a bitter smile.

"I kept it because I don't want to forget."

"Forget?"

"No, I don't want to forget anything. Good or bad; every memory is precious. They make you the person that you are."

"And what kind of person are you?"

I drew my eyes up from the blood encrusted clothing to the equally red irises of Uta. My smile softened as I fell back onto my heels lightly. I recalled out first conversation together, deciding to play on the past encounter.

"My my, aren't we the nosey fellow? You know I don't trust you and that I never forget precious memories; But I don't know much more about you. How utterly rude."

Uta smiled softly to himself before leaning down to my level, the loose bits of his raven hair brushing against my cheek as he did.

"I'm Uta."

"And what kind of person are you, Uta?"

"A man you should stay away from."

My eyes narrowed lightly as I wrapped my arms around the males neck to hold him in place, fingers playing with the soft part of his neck hair in a comforting gesture.

"You drew me to you in the first place, so why tell me to stay away now?"

"Because things are different now."

"Is it to do with the auction?"

Uta remained silent as his left hand drew up to brush my hair away from my face, eyes casting over to the forgotten dress beside us.

"You never forget huh?"

"No."

His hand moved from my face to wrap both arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to his own as he stared down at me with expressionless eyes.

"So you'd never forget me, even if I asked you to?"

"No."

"You won't stay away from me?"

"Never."

His lips curled up at the corners lightly as he lent down, brushing his nose against my own in an Eskimo kiss with his eyes closed.

"Good."

My own eyes closed as I took in his warmth, feeling his breath dance across my face gently. My arms wrapped tighter around his neck as I opened my eyes slightly to stare at him, I smiled when I saw his Kakugan staring back at me… such a beautiful optic.

"Such a confusing human."

"And you're a confusing ghoul."

A smirk tugged at his lips as his nose brushed down the side of mine, his lips gently pressing against my own. I heard his lip bar clink against mine in the silent room as our mouths moved together in a short and soft kiss.