Thanks to my half awake brain...my mind wandered to calling a fat stomach a food baby

"Icecream sounds amazing yet even if you buy me coffee icecream, it would be inedible. Nice try though." huffs Ken.

"You can still fill my stomach." says Hide.

"Feeding adults would be like feeding a baby and your stomach is kinda a food baby already." says Ken staring at Hide's abdomen.

"Foo-food baby? That's a fucked up concept of weight gain, right? Orrr...am I wrong?" says Hide.

Silence filled the air in the room like a thick eerie fog to the subject.

"With you gaining in what looks like big portions when you merely gain a few pounds, we'd have to keep your hungry torso fed at all times when we start school together. Only wise to start calling it that if you beg for the situation to become reality." says Ken.

"What did food baby mean again?" wonders Hide confused.

"Look it up sly detective." says Ken.

"Lemee think." says Hide.

"Should I say it instead? I'm more feminine than you are so it'd be quite odd to spout about you." says Ken.

"Give me a minute...its pretty much another term for weight gain that makes weight gain look like pregnancies. Calling it that sounds freaky. You'd be better off with a pregnant-like food baby given your personality." says Hide.

"No other way to put you and your growling stomach." says Ken stroking Hides abdomen.

"You have the weirdest timings for thoughts Ken. I can't fathom half of them and staring only makes it worse. You don't really do it here but in public is another story." says Hide.

Ken kept silent envisioning a massive Hide stuck to the floor. All Hide could see was annoyance mixed with content toward what's to come of their feeding sessions.

"A food baby sounds better than a fleshy corpse baby if ghouls are able to gain. Not like I'd be able to flee if I were in your position; trapped under you as you pretend to ghoul. Sly yet fun loving Hide mounting me to the bed...slim detective above a tubby Ken would lead to slaughter fests unfathomable to the human eye. As long as human food cant be digested and all...ghoul weight gains sound to disturbing to envision between us. I'd prefer if I were fully human in that department." mumbles Ken to no-one in particular.

"I'm going with the latter of weight gain perspectives. I'm not actually sure what ghouls go by for weight gaining by eating fattened human meat or a few humans at a time up to 5 or 6 at most...but the sound of fleshy corpse baby belly is far worse than a meeger food galore food baby belly. Not including my tentacles, that's four icecreams for as round as the sun Hide to be." says Ken looking at Hide's face.

"Y-yeah." nods Hide.

"That other option would only get in the way of how you present yourself next you see your coworkers and schoolmates. Humans stealing you away from me will cause a ruckus I wont beable to keep calm over." says Ken.

"We can head to Kami college afterward, right? That sounds fair between the options." says Hide.

"They get in the way, killer centipede gets to play." says Ken.

"I'd rather keep the killings to a minimum at most. Don't want rumors spreading given what's fake from reality." says Hide.

"Exactly. It will look like the old days to the schoolmates but once CCG gets involved, beware of bloody injuries once the whole country get word. You are to tell Amon everything yet your coworkers, feeling ignored, will take things into their own hands. It'd be somewhat easier if I were the only demon in a all human world. Can't say much for family life if they find out about my spliced? Yeah...spliced mix n matched genes. Every time the name Centipede comes up, its killer instinct time. No going back once humans see a terrifying sight infront of them." says Ken.

"You really need to put those thoughts in the deepest reaches of your mind." says Hide.

"First things first, you need an actual dessert outing without urging to buy more than needed." sighs Ken grabbing Hide's hand.

"Then, our only options are vacant dorm or a creepy deserted house like you originally thought over." sighs Hide.

"We gotta keep going to keep ourselves alive. Even if we have to act like we are never seen again." mutters Ken.

"And that will go swimmingly how?" wonders Hide.

"Who'd be gullible enough to be atop buildings where ghouls lurk to watch over humans busying themselves on the streets?" wonders Ken glaring at Hide.

"Students do it all the time. Dunno about college students but definitely highschoolers." says Hide.

"Yet we have to keep out of sight. Still only downfall is your evergrowing gut." mutters Ken.

"Stop being rude about it." says Hide.

"You taking me to the CCG headquarters will make them question if I am better off in a cell seeing a newbie hang around a dangerous guy like me." says Ken.

"Dangerous is not your middle name." says Hide.

Ken stared deadpanning before smacking Hide.

"Moron. Act like Batman and Robin yet as Kaito kid teen and Aru Akise so we can plan out the next step. We've been getting nowhere going back and forth on the matter in question. Getting distracted by cosplay shops, merch, food and other things that dont need to be brought up. So lets start fresh with a new mindset toward the pros and cons of life." says Ken under his breath.

"That's Batman and Superman." says Hide.

"Whatever. This place and other me's place will be the first to be searched. We need an alternative quick." says Ken whacking Hide's head again.

"The sun itself weighs 4,385,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 pounds. That's way to many zeros to count. How would anyone beable to say such a long number? There's no way humans can get that big so depending on how round the stomach is would be equivalent to the sun's roundness. Stomachs have their own way of showing how big they can get and that would cause me to ponder how many immobile Hides would fit in the sun's diameter. He burns like the sun, grants light like the sun...my brain may as well be getting migraines comprehending this impossible mission. Thank god the moon is in cycles like moodswings of women and myself. Living with a single mom would make me more feminine than manly in black haired me's case...cant tell with my current albino self. A female living in a male's body sounds creepy." says Ken racking his mind.

"Otherthinking hurts the brain. Leaving everything here is suspicious. Buildings that speak homes away from homes are a rarity for ghouls. Nothing to haunted. It needs a liveliness to it with some gloom to it. An old house that needs a makeover." says Hide.

"We're on stakeout to keep out of sight of CCG dummy. House makeovers would-"

"Where's your positive mentality? All we need are comfy beds, paint for the walls, a couch-"

"Hide...we arent moving anywhere. Our options are alleyways, woods, or abandoned houses. K? Awesome. No makeovers. Only places we act like we are living in." says Ken.

"Mood killing is not in my dictionary." groans Hide.

"Let's get that icecream before I change my mind." says Ken dragging Hide out of the house.

A few hours later...

Ken had to wrap his tentacles around Hide's body to keep him quiet about the next step of the plan. Ken found a skyscraper for him and Hide to rest on while scanning the streets for Juuzou or the gods.

"Seriously, how do ghouls do it without puking their guts out? You'd have to ignore the stench and focus on your captive. Does being a feeder make things to thrilling to focus on the horrid stench of human foods? I've been in denial since day one yet full blown ghouls make it easy." huffs Ken unintentionally squeezing Hide with his tentacles.

Hide was hoping to beable to breath muffling about while Ken focused his sights on the streets. Shouldn't be that hard to pick out albino hair or pink hair. Would be bad to see the doves roaming the streets.

~flashback~

Icecream parlor...

"Haven't seen you since before you two split up! Feels like ages Hide! CCG life not your thing?" says the worker going from happy to concerned.

"I'm not exactly dove material, not like I'd consider myself one of them. Nor like I can do anything with Ken looming over my head." says Hide.

"Black head would never eat his icecream no matter which he chose." says the worker.

"That's because...reasons pedestrians cant get into." says Hide.

"Then your black head buddy didnt dye his hair?" wonders the worker taking notice of the albino.

"He's Ken yet isnt. He's helping me with my love of food through depression overload. You stop seeing a long time friend and gloom sets in. Ignoring everyone while your thoughts echo in the mind." says Hide.

"That's some acting Hide. You're no boy who cried wolf but our time together comes close." thinks Ken.

"So he's the black head feeder's twin?" wonders the worker.

"Something like that. He can't make up his mind. Neither his mind nor his heart is in control. He knows what his heart craves yet mindset goes in a multitude of what ifs. Feel bad for the guy who's traumaized over every memory he still has. He's the Ken I grew up with yet has a different vibe to him. He's fidgety when going out in public yet converses with me like its nothing at home. He's weirded out by my presense, feeling ease yet uneasiness sets in at the same time. Put him down as a parallel to Ken. That's what I've been eagerly going with. Emotional rollercoaster of a teen that feels like a monster like the ghouls who get kicks out of eating humans. I'm just happy to have another person like Ken around. Cosplay may not be his thing but we can dick around while the sun still shines as if mother nature is always brimming in happiness for whoever ends up around me." says Hide.

"You have that kind of something noone can fathom. It's like there's always a beautiful scorching sunny day when you arrive anywhere." says the worker.

"Frankenstien doesnt gain friends out of nowhere. Yet Hide is to natural about it." thinks Ken displeased.

Keeping quiet as always around people, Ken got the feeling Hide took him to the only icecream shop he and his black haired self knew. All Ken could do was awkwardly stare as the worker and Hide chatted.

"Something on the mind new buddy?" wonders the worker.

"Like I said, socially insecure school life turned emotionally unstable insane loner private life; prefers being mute to talkative. Only chatting to me if something comes to mind." says Hide.

"Black head wasnt much for social activity either but thats still an oof in my book." says the worker.

"Shouldn't you be ordering?" wonders Ken looking away.

"Sorry, there's to many choices to choose from Ken 2.0 or as you prefer Yang Ken." says Hide looking at Ken.

"Don't act like I'm your Ken dumbass." thinks Ken glaring at Hide.

"Yang Ken?" wonders the worker.

"It's a joke nickname to go with that weird chinese symbol." says Hide waving it off.

"Black hair Yin Black, white hair Yang white. I get it." says the worker chuckling before noticing the angry aura around Ken.

"Choose something instead of yacking away like old times." mutters Ken walking toward an empty table.

"Moody like the shifting moon." says the worker.

"He's a fluctuating moodset like the phases of the moon that go perfectly with my forever joyful bright aura." says Hide shrugging.

"Would creep anyone out first glance." says the worker looking from Hide to Ken.

~reality~

"You're neither hostage nor friend so act accordingly." says Ken taking notice of how he was handling Hide before letting him drop beside him.

"Tentacles in the shape of sleepingbags look like you're dragging around a hostage who has no right to talk." says Hide catching his breath.

"Old aquaintences cant be trusted. You merely know that worker from hanging out after school whenever you needed a icecream fix. I should've dug into him as you watched. Having to handfeed you as the worker watched is humiliating and embarrassing. I cant even question you not gaining a brainfreeze since your blazing warmth will never let you. It's one thing to see workers handing out free icecream. Never to see workers bring over icecream like it was your lucky evening. Revolting is the word I look for when recalling it." says Ken not noticing one tentacle was patting Hide's head while the others were petting Hide's stomach.

"Pros outweigh the cons. We were the only ones around yet the staring is a put off. Are you doing this willingly or can your tentacle kagune read your mind?" says Hide staring at the way the tentacles reacted to his chub.

"How would I beable to explain what Kagune do on their own? Kagune pretty much have their own identity and do as they please. It looks like I'm doing it just to do it as I talk yet the way kagune tentacles go about their own thing resembles the things my subconcious would automatically do. If tentacles could read minds, they'd be parts of my personalities; incredibly friendly, self conscious, insider, erratic, paranoid, gloomy...to name a few. I'd include regained humanity but that sounds more vampiric than ghoul-like. I'm that special case though. Sounds fucked up if tentacles had mouths to speak my thoughts without realizing it like how Rize chatted to me despite never being of the living. The subconcious has its ways. It's however you portray the scene. At most they took to you out of curiosity toward your fattening ploy from the moment we used them as covers. So, I'll ask again; how else can I explain their habits?" mutters Ken looking at Hide displeased before awkwardly looking straight again.

"You sound like you live on Sims." says Hide jokingly.

"I've never played that. Those are the traits that speak me for personas." says Ken not to thrilled.

"Creating the characters is the best part then you can watch them do whatever they please." says Hide.

"That's great and all but we have to act like we are in hiding not in public." mutters Ken.

"Social people need people around to chat with not be secluded." says Hide.

"TELL THAT TO YOUR COWORKERS! Going incognito can only help so much." says Ken.

"How are we supposed to know my weight now?" wonders Hide.

"We can visit your place whenever. It is a comfy sleeping space." says Ken.

Ken and Touka...

"Don't you wanna treat this like a date? Scouting shouldn't come close yet uhhh...well, spotting Hide with albino me seems to have killed the mood for dating places." mumbles Ken looking at Touka.

"You two may as well be identical twins. Neither of you can say anything properly around me or go silent. The hell does he fear about me!? We barely chatted with him constantly staring at me like I had five heads! BOTH AT ANTEIKU AND AT THAT RESTAURANT!" says Touka angrily.

"You don't exactly give off a comfy vibe like Hide does." says Ken sweat dropping.

"What was that?" wonders Touka glaring at Ken.

"Depending on how you walk up to everyone, it either gives off a tenseness to the air or uhh what's the word for knowing people to well to care what they act like? Is there even a word for that? If there is, its not coming to mind." says Ken pondering.

"Sense your other half or smell Hide?" wonders Touka gritting her teeth.

"Is that a trick question? Why would other me bring Hide around Anteiku?" wonders Ken wanting to flee from Touka's gaze.

"No reason except desserts galore." says Touka.

"We should be scanning for suicides not keep the subject on Hide and albino me. Are you that crazy about wanting to know their whereabouts?" says Ken hesitantly.

"I'm not so much worried for your heated buddy as I have to wonder if your minds are linked like actual twins. His mindset is another variation of yours yet he gives off the same scent as you." says Touka stopping on a building.

"Not like I'd have answers." says Ken stopping next to Touka.