Chapter 5

Pull It Out and Crave

The sound of his shoes tapping accompanied Kaneki down towards the dark corridor. The dimmed light that was luminated from the lights on the wall was the only thing that helped his vision. In his solitude, the sound of screams were the only things that made him sure that somebody were still there.

The sound was getting clearer and louder until he arrived in front of a rusted iron door. Beyond that door, there was a mix of cries and laughter.

The black nailed hand knock the door, trying to get the only ghoul's attention inside there, "Yamori, it's me. I'm coming in."

Suddenly the sound of insane laughing were stopped. Kaneki took it as that Yamori heard him. So he pushed the door slowly.

The leader saw that his friend was looking at him with his Jason mask on. Behind the big figure there was a bloody skinny man with his hands tied behind the chair. He was breathing weakly and sobbing, counting nonconsecutive numbers. The floor below the chair was stained with fresh and dried blood. The poor man's condition was on the verge of death.

"It's pretty surprising for that human to stay alive after being played by you for a week." Kaneki said as he observed the victim on the chair. He wasn't complimenting. He spoke as if the man was an animal.

Yamori chuckled and opened his mask. He was grinning widely and his face was stained with dots of blood. The blonde ghoul cracked his index finger out of habit.

"I know. This one's pretty stubborn. I pretty like him," the tortured man shivered heavily. He heard a sound of another man but he just couldn't pay anymore attention to it. But he felt massive fear, afraid that his torture would get even worse than it already was, "I guess a CCG investigator's body is more durable than any other human."

Kaneki looked down coldly towards the investigator they caught a week ago. It was for interrogation purpose, but that man wasn't useful at all. He wasn't even a third-class, but he said he was supposed to get promoted yesterday. Kaneki could have just kill him right away but Yamori said he needed another toy.

"Yamori," Kaneki paused as he looked to his side, "We will raid the 21st base next week. 15th and 9th will follow after." he briefly explained.

"Oh, okay. And then?"

"I'm going to reveal our organization publicaly after we've raided those three. You agree?"

"Agreed."

Kaneki stared. He tilted his head and creased his eyebrows, "That was quick."

There was stainless steel medical table beside of the blonde ghoul. There was a saw, scissor, syringes, and some other bloody sharp tools. But there was a single plier that was stained with a lot more redder blood. He picked it up, playing it in his hand. And suddenly the human man shivered even greatly. He remembered that sound, a sound of clashing iron. It meant the end for him.

"I don't care as long as I'm having fun and we succeed," said Yamori as he walked towards the investigator, "now, now... This will be the last, Watase-san. What should I take from you, hmm~?" said the heartless ghoul with a disgusting voice.

The human's eyes widened in horror. He stopped counting. His teeth were shivering like he was in cold, but it was not. It was because of fear. "P-please... n-no... p-p-please... just kill me... please..." he pleaded weakly with a sore throat.

"No, no, Watase-san... You should count. Not pleading..." said Yamori as he hushed his toy's mouth with the plier. Kaneki only watched silently with his hands inside his pockets. The leader was curious what Yamori would do next.

"Hm..." Yamori observed the human before him. When his eyes locked into a certain location, The Jason smiled, "Okay. Your eye."

The human began to get wild on his chair, trying to freed himself from his binding but it was useless. It has always been useless. "N-NO! NOO! PLEASE! JU-JUST KILL ME! PLEASE!"

"HAHAHA! HAHA!" the sadistic ghoul laughed in pleasure. His one big hand grabbed the investigator's jaw hard, and his other hand with plier slowly went to gouged the left eye, until it finally touched the eyelid.

"AAAAARGH! AAAAAAA! IT HUUURTS! AAAARGH! GUAAAAAA!"

Kaneki didn't fazed at all. He was still there, watching from behind the torturing ghoul's back. His dark grey eye showed no sympathy nor empathy. Cold. Anyone who saw the eye patched ghoul could possibly labeled him as a heartless bastard, but there would be some who wondered what on earth made him like that. But that's just how it was. The leader's personality.

"That pain is nothing compared to what I had..." Kaneki muttered silently.

The man's optic nerve was began to get visible. He was crying outloud as he screamed in pain. Yamori nevertheless just kept laughing, and laughing. As if he heard that painful cry as a shout for wanting more.

"CCG deserves it..." the white haired ghoul muttered once again, "CCG is the one to blame." his eye shot sharply through the horrible scene.

Finally the eye of the man was out from it's hole. The nerve was disconnected and blood was draining all over like a red waterfall falling over his left cheek. The man cried and cried, panting heavily, and wishing that even if he goes to hell he wouldn't complain.

Jason ate the eye like a cherry. Munching it, swallowed it, and licked his lips.

"That was satisfying. Thank you, Watase-san."

Yamori loosen his tie and approached the spectator behind him.

"I'll give you the honor to kill him." said Yamori as he tapped Kaneki's shoulder. The big ghoul opened the iron door and left the room, leaving Kaneki and the dying human.

The eye patched ghoul walked towards the broken toy. He looked down, seeing that it seemed like he was still crying and still kept saying 'it hurts, kill me'. Kaneki tilted his head, observing him. He could only see the man's scalp because the head was looking down. Then he did something that Yamori always do, cracked his finger.

"I can say that it's pretty amazing for you to stay alive for a week."

The man didn't react to the compliment. He was just keep muttering that 'it hurts. Kill me'. Over and over again.

"But I wonder... If it's possible for you to stay breathing for a year, can you stay sane?"

Once again the man didn't answer and just keep muttering.

Kaneki took a scissor on the stainless steel table, "Before you die, let me crave something on your skin." the ghoul crouched down until he could see the man's skinny topless body and falling saliva from his mouth.

Kaneki used the pointy edge of the scissor and craved something on the upper arm. A slow painful torture. Once again the man screamed, begging for mercy. But that wouldn't be any useful. Kaneki just kept craving with a straight face. Blood was spilling over the cutted wounds, staining Kaneki's right hand with it. He was cravting some words. A message.

'CCG will die.'

"Done." the ghoul stood up and took a white towel from inside the medical table. He dried his hand and planned to sanitize it later.

"Now it's time to put you out of your misery." the white haired ghoul cracked his finger again.

Kaneki released a limb of his rinkaku kagune. A glistening red scaly tentacle. Slowly the man looked up. His tired bloodshot eye widened. Yet he didn't feel fear. He felt happy, glad. His mouth formed a wide smile, he was seeing the angel of death. That white haired ghoul with his menacing kagune were his salvation.

Kaneki shot his kagune forward with a piercing move and striked the man's heart. It was a quick death.

After he made sure that the heart was destroyed, the ghoul pulled out his kagune again, leaving a hole on the dead man's chest and the back of the chair behind him. The kagune was reverted back inside of his back hips.

Kaneki turned on his loafers and walked away leaving the corpse. He opened the door and closed it again. On his right, he met a masked man with a black robe. Kaneki knew who he was. The one who's in charge of disposing the corpses from this room. Yamori must have called him because Kaneki didn't see him when he first entered the room.

Kaneki gave his order, "Don't throw away the corpse. I want you to put it inside a bag and keep it."

The man nodded without question. He went inside the torture room. With that the leader went away to go out from the dimmed corridor, going back to the lounge.

A/N:

A pretty fast update, eh? Yup I want to make it up from last time! Reading a long chapter would just make you bored or skipped a lot so I'm making a 1400 words chap here. This chapter was intended to show you another side of Kaneki's ruthlessness and to show how twisted Yamori could be! Sorry if the gore was lame, I really didn't want to abuse that investigator too much -_-"

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