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The door to living room opened slowly as Kaneki and Ayato entered, no one was up yet, either that or they were out training. Ayato turned to look at Kaneki and frowned.

"Oi, BaKaneki."

"Hm? What's wrong Ayato-san?" Kaneki turned to look at him more clearly as he shifted the duffle bag around on his shoulder.

"You've got blood on your face." Ayato muttered as he glared at Kaneki and the offending blood that was smeared on his cheek.

"Eh?" Kaneki blinked at Ayato dumbly as Ayato flopped his head to his right, his indigo hair falling over his left eye and draping dramatically over his face as he did. Kaneki then noticed that he was wearing a pair of studs in each of his ear lobes. He was about to mention it when Ayato poked him in the face.

"There. The blood's there." He sighed.

"Oh, thanks." Kaneki wiped the blood off his face as best he could but it had dried a fair bit. Ayato sighed as he rolled his eyes and tilted his head to the left, his indigo hair following him. Lucky they'd taken the back alleyways home. Ayato walked into the room and flopped down on the couch, leaving Kaneki to walk alone into the kitchen and put the contents of the duffle bag in the fridge.

"You should clean up before Sachi gets home." Ayato called out to Kaneki as the white haired boy lifted up a disembodied arm.

"Why?"

"She has this thing about manners." Kaneki looked at the couch that Ayato was lying on, he could only see Ayato's hair and his feet hanging off the end from where he was standing but he could tell that Ayato had his eyes closed.

"Okay, thanks for the warning."

"Whatever." Ayato waved lazily from the couch before letting his arm flop back down. He laid there with his eyes closed for a couple of minutes before sitting up and staring at Kaneki who was still putting body parts in the fridge. Ayato stared at him before standing upright and walking out of the room.

"Kaneki." Ayato called out to the lone boy in the kitchen.

"Yeah?" Kaneki responded as he turned around to face him, instead of seeing Ayato however he saw a face rag flying towards him. It slapped him in the face before falling onto his arm; he stared at Ayato blankly as he entered the room.

"I thought you could dodge." Ayato teased as he sat down on a stool and grabbed the wet rag. Kaneki sighed as he place a chopped up leg in the freezer.

"I can, there just wasn't any point in dodging something that wasn't going to kill me." He reasoned before his hair was grabbed and he was forced to face Ayato.

"Ow! Do you mind?" He snapped as he struggled to get out of the younger boys grasp.

"Shut up." Ayato murmured as he began to wash the blood of his face.

"I can do that myself you know."

"If you did you would've made the rag dirty with your bloody hands."

"I could've washed them before handling the rag though."

"Yeah? Well you didn't."

"I was going to."

"When? At the end of year?"

"No, when I was done here, ow! Would you just let me do it?"

"Your hands are covered in blood, so no."

"Are you sure Sachi's the one with the issue about manners?"

"Shut up." Ayato hissed as he wiped the blood of Kaneki's face.

"I will go down with this ship." The pair of them turned to see Momo standing in the doorway to the living room.

"Oh, hey Momo." Kaneki greeted while Ayato glared at her.

"What do you mean by ship?" He asked as Momo snapped back into her senses before covering up what she said with a laugh.

"Nothing. Nothing, I didn't say anything." She grinned.

"You said something about a ship." Kaneki murmured.

"No I didn't!" Momo snapped before flopping down on the couch. Sachi burst into the room after her with a smile on her face.

"BEHOLD THE INFORMATION!" She cheered as she held a phone up to the sky. Ayato stared at her blankly before throwing the bloody rag at her face. She squealed and threw it back at him.

"RUDE!" She declared before bursting into a fit of giggles. Ayato rolled his eyes before snatching a piece of the arm Kaneki was putting into the fridge.

"Just tell us the info Sachi." Pierre sighed as he and Seto entered the room, slowly followed by a weary Aiko whose eyes lit up when she smelt the presence of the human flesh.

"Okay, thanks to past information that Ayato has given us," Ayato nodded slightly in recognition of her thanks, "I was able to pinpoint 3 locations that Dr Kanou could be in."

"Three?" Seto echoed.

"We can't search three in time; we'll draw too much attention!" Momo barked from the couch.

"Please, fellow fucked up ghouls, let me continue~" Sachi glared at Momo before taking in a deep breath and continuing the debrief.

"The three locations are scattered due to the fact that Aogiri have begun to switch wards more frequently since the incident around a year ago where the CCG took them down, I believe you were there." She glanced at Ayato and Kaneki, both of whom solemnly nodded before continuing what they were doing.

"First location: Ninth Ward in an abandoned shopping centre that wasn't completed due to the fact that some ghouls started running rampant in a nearby street. Second location: Seventh Ward in the underground train tunnels. There were couple sections of the railway lines that weren't completed due to the lack of money and a cave in, which was treated as suspicious at the time but wasn't thoroughly investigated. I believe it was the work of ghouls that separated that specific line. Last location: Seventeenth Ward: A pair of buildings were taken over last week by a group of 'rogue' ghouls. CCG are showing signs of preparing to move out and take them down but if that's the location we'd get there first." She concluded with a sigh before turning to Aiko.

"Any news from Ella?" The sentence prompted Aiko into bringing her phone to life and going through her texts.

"She says that there has been a lot of suspicious ghoul activity in the Seventh and Seventeenth Ward, she also went around and asked some people who owed her a favour some questions about Kanou. She says that one of them stated that he was somewhere out of sight, somewhere inaccessible. Ella said that it might be those train lines that you just mentioned."

"What makes her think that?" Momo asked.

"She went down there to investigate and found this weird looking wall." Aiko mumbled before flicking off her phone. Kaneki paused what he was doing and hung his head.

"Weird how?" He asked, Sachi turned to look at him and narrowed her eyes. Did he know something?

"Uh," Aiko flipped her phone open again, "she said it looked like it was alive, like a giant muscle."

"Kaneki, do you know something about that wall?" Sachi asked. Kaneki turned around slowly and Ayato noted how sad his eyes were but how expressionless he managed to keep the rest of his face.

"It's a wall from the 24th Ward called an 'RC cell wall'. The theory behind it is similar to a quinque; it's a wall of meat that can use a kagune. The technology to create the RC cell wall was created by ghouls, but only 24th Ward ghouls are supposed to know about this…" He quoted, slowly lifting his head and tilting it to the right to avoid looking at anyone.

"Wow, so it's a wall that can use a kagune? What, does it fight trespassers or something?" Seto asked.

"The walls open up and can regenerate itself in reaction to a kagune." Kaneki sighed as he turned his back on them and continued to pile away the pieces of the corpse he and Ayato had hunted down.

"Okay, thanks to Kaneki we now know what the wall is, also, assuming since it would be such a high piece of technology, it is most likely where Kanou is." Sachi placed her phone on the dining table and sat down.

"Guess we're going on an express to crazy town."

Her figure lay on the metal bed solemnly. Kanou took notes on her condition as he watched her from behind mirrored glass, he grinned to himself as he looked up to see her porcelain face.

"She might just be the best yet." He murmured to a dark figure in the corner of the room. The figure grunted as he watched Kanou's movements with extreme caution.

"I wonder when she'll wake up." Kanou murmured as he left the room, leaving the bulky, brute man to follow close behind. The room was silent, the girl's breathing was the only thing to have been heard, and suddenly, it changed rhythm. Her eyes opened; her right eye a putrid black and slimy red. She stretched a hand out into the empty space above as a single tear managed to slide down her pale cheeks. It made a sad little ping as it hit the hollow surface of the metal bench.

"Why me?"

Okay, chapter 14 finished~! YAY! Onto chapter 15 now, hope you can review, follow or favourite the story~!

Isn't it sad when you get hurt so much, you can finally say

"I'm used to it."