Hi...
I have no fancy excuse this time! I was working on this for weeks and only got time now to edit it. It's shorter and than many other chapter but...yeah. Here's chapter 13 of...What's this called?
Chapter 13: Caution
Touka felt nervous, but, managed to hide it. It was her first time in a limo and raiding an auction with who knows how many ghouls.
Her face was hidden by a foreign mask, shaped like a pair of blue and violet wings which covered half of her face.
Her hair was pulled back in a small ponytail. She was dressed in a three piece suit. Next to her sat Jiiro in an orange dress and a flamboyant orange mask. Both of their outfits were bought by the Gourmet, said ghoul sat opposite to the two.
Touka looked outside, the moonlight paled compared to the vibrant city lights.
Jiiro stared at the dark-haired girl.
'She looks good as a boy too...'
"Never get out of that suit." said Jiiro, to lighten up the mood, and it was her honest looked too good on her.
Touka looked at the girl. She didn't know how to react. Should she be flattered?
"Shut up" said Touka. 'Shut up. Such a nice phrase. Solves everything'
"Of course it would look good on her. I was the one who chose it!" said Tsukiyama.
"Should I repeat myself to you too?" asked Touka. Tsukiyama turned away and looked outside.
Touka, Tsukiyama and Jiiro were to go to the auction as bidders. The three were supposed to attack the bidders, and the rest, were to free the humans locked up. Touka didn't exactly know why she was dressed as a man, but, she was glad. Cross-dressing would help her maintain low profile as Rabbit.
Her original scent was covered up by extreme amounts of cologne.
The limo stopped in front of an overly lit building. Tsukiyama put on his mask and got out of the vehicle, Touka followed. She held Jiiro by her hand and led her out. Jiiro stood in the between the two and tried to look as small as possible. She tried not to draw attention, but it was hard to do in the particular dress.
Touka became less nervous, and more distant as she saw the rich ghouls in shiny dresses and colorful suits. It was surprising how these people could party so freely in such a dangerous world.
'Advantages of drowning in money I guess' thought Touka.
Tsukiyama led them to the seats which were on the top of the many of the ghouls had come in when the trio had gotten there.
Ghouls had come up to Tsukiyama the moment he took a seat, and asked him to introduce his two guests to them.
Touka simply shook their hands and refused to talk, Jiiro, was also the same.
"You are being rude K-san" said Tsukiyama when the three were alone.
"They'll be dead anyways" replied Touka, sitting down. She noticed that the seats had been filled up and the lights darkened.
"It's about to begin" said Jiiro, mouthing Touka's thoughts.
Kaneki was at the back of the building along with Sante.
"They are closing up the gates. Almost everyone is here" said Banjou as he ran back to the duo's side along with Ichimi.
Kaneki pulled up the red hood of the aogiri robe and the zipper on his mask, closing it.
The robes were found by the gas mask group and they were glad they didn't throw them away.
The mask was stuffy and made Kaneki sweat. It was fine if he wore it for shorter periods of time, but, after a while, it got pretty wasn't exactly the best choice, but, it made the mask last longer.
'I need to get used to this'
The four climbed into the building through an open bathroom window. They exited, finally entering the hallways.
"We need to hurry" whispered Kaneki, but, his voice echoed through out the walls. Speaking, was a bad choice. Kaneki motioned his hands to convey that the four need to split into groups of two. Kaneki and Ichimi went in one direction, while Banjou and Sante went in the opposite.
Ichimi pulled up his hood, his breaths became faster. The silence intimidated him, but he tried his best to ignore it and followed his white-haired leader.
Their footsteps were light and they tried not to make much noise. It had been a while and not one security guard had showed up.
'That's odd, why is no one here?No... They must be close-by.' thought Kaneki. He turned to Ichimi, signalling him to be on guard.
As the two continued, they came upon two Aogiri ghouls.
Ichimi felt nervous, he balled his fists and looked down as they walked towards the two unknown ghouls.
'Don't act suspicious. Calm down' thought Ichimi, taking in deep breaths.
"You two" said one of the ghouls.
"Y-yes" said Kaneki.
"Who assigned you here?"
Kaneki knew this was coming.
'I can't lie, if information is wrong, this whole thing will be over. They have to be killed'
Kaneki charged at the two ghouls. The two were off guard and were late to block. Kaneki's fist made contact with one the ghoul's hand. He immediately followed up with two more punches to the face, knocking the ghoul out.
The other had begun to attack Ichimi. Ichimi blocked every attack the ghoul threw.
'He's getting tired?' thought the spiky haired ghoul.
Ichimi waited, and, as time progressed, the ghoul let down his guard and he struck. A chop to the neck and the ghoul was down.
Kaneki searched the ghouls for anything found and key and two phones. Very cheap and old ones.
'Won't ham radio work better?' thought Kaneki, but put that thought aside for the moment. He gave the phones to ichimi who kept it in his pockets.
Kaneki pointed at the direction the ghouls came from. The two began running towards the direction. The hallways became less decorative, and more darker after a few turns. The tapestry became older and the paintings became dustier.
The maintained area was separated from the unused area by a door. Assuming the keys were for this, Ichimi inserted the key and unlocked the door, finding himself to be right.
They came across another door after a while.
'Were they protecting something here?' thought Ichimi. He pointed at the door handle, and twisted it to open, surprised to find it swing forward. Kaneki entered first, ready for any attack, but,he was met only with the coldness of the room and the smell of dried up and rotting blood.
Inside the room, boxes were draped with white sheets. Taking off the eye patch of his mask, he looked at the contents of the boxes.
It was nothing too abnormal. Knives, swords, broken masks, hand-cuffs, pliers and machetes. All drenched in dried up blood.
"Props for the auction" said Ichimi, looking at a box filled with feathers and shiny shawls.
'There has to be more here. '
Kaneki and Ichimi moved around the boxes, searching for hidden doors, money, equipment and anything out of the ordinary.
Ripping out the carpeting on an area, Kaneki's fingers came in contact with floor tiles.
'Maybe trap doors?' thought Kaneki. Hidden doors; it was a classic in books.
Kaneki began tapping the floor for some kind of difference in sound and almost immediately found one.
He smashed the floor with a punch and moved away the broken tiles, to find a metal door.
'How predictable' thought Kaneki. It was always like this in books. The trap door will obviously lead to something suspicious, but, there would be something strong guarding whatever was inside there.
"Keep guard" said Kaneki, attempting to break the metal door on the floor. He threw a punch, expecting it to bend, but, not a dent was formed.
'Quinqe steel.'
He searched for a lock, only to find none.
'Locked from the inside?'
Touka grew tired of waiting before the lime lights finally came and concentrated at the center of the stage. The floor moved apart and a pedestal rose. On top of it stood a man in a suit worse than Tsukiyama's. He wore a mask with a pattern of a skull, except, it was in bright neon colors.
"Welcome, to a gallery of the most delicious flavors this city has to offer!" said the ghoul as he jumped down from the rather high pedestal and landed gracefully on his feet.
The ghouls clapped, Touka almost forgot to until she saw Jiiro eyeing at her hands. Touka clapped, albeit reluctantly.
The ghoul rattled on and on, until came, the 'entertainment'. An obviously human woman, was pushed onto the stage in a torn up blue dress. She was clueless as to what was going on. Her eyes were wide and she panted. Her mascara ran down along with her tears.
"Here, we have, a normal woman. Average in every way possible" said the host.
A lime light fell on another woman. She seemed slightly older and was crying hysterically. She was in the same condition as the other woman.
"And here, is her beloved sister. Sibling relationships are complicated are they not? You hate each other right?Or do you love each other? Maybe both. "
The crying girl ran to her sister and held her face in her hand.
"H-h-h-how d-did you get here?"asked the elder sister.
"I am so sorry! I-I-I was out w-w-w-w-with my f-f-riends. I'm sorry!"
"I told you not to go with that bunch! Why didn't you listen to me!?" asked the older sibling, pulling the other into an embrace. The two sobbed, almost forgetting the situation they were in.
"How lovely! Now you two should prove your love for each other"
"LET US OUT! WHAT DO YOU WANT!?" asked the elder sister, her long hair covering up her face and sticking to her skin.
The ghoul went up to the two.
"Entertainment" said he.
"You two love each other right? What are you willing to do to get out of this together?"
"L-le-le-let us g-g-go?"
"I will! I will, but one of you...has to cut off the other's arm, or leg, or ear or fingers! You know, the norms, give us a good show. That's a-AAAAAAAGGGHHH!"
Blood drenched the two human girls' already messy dress. The ghoul looked at the gaping hole in his stomach, he turned around, to be meet with two fingers to his eyes. He screamed in pain, and stopped abruptly as his head fell of his body.
"Let's get this over with" said Touka, as she wiped the blood off her hands on her suit.
The ghouls screamed and the human girls looked at the scene in front of them. They stared at the blue haired ghoul, defenseless. Touka raised her hand and knocked the two out before either of them could open their mouths.
*CRASH!*
"It opened!" said Ichimi in a whisper.
Kaneki cracked a small smile. His kagune dissipated.
"Stay here, and if something happens, call for back up. If you really can't find anyone, run." said Kaneki keeping his voice as low as possible.
Ichimi hesitated, but nodded anyway.
Kaneki began heading down, staying on guard. Kaneki felt no form of fear, but, simply excitement. Like an adventure. He felt like he could do anything, and he wanted to believe so.
Ichimi looked at the darkness below the door, and slowly heard Kaneki's footsteps sound get lower and lower.
'Run away?...I could help you...You know that right?'
This stranger with freaky white hair, was now his comrade. Though he didn't not know the half ghoul for long, Ichimi was sure of one thing. He knew that Kaneki hated asking for help.
That would probably be the death of him.
Hope you enjoyed that and sorry for all errors! I'll probably re-edit it. Thanks for reading, reviewing, favoriting, following and anything else I missed out! Have a nice week!