Chapter 20

Good Evening.

Touka's heart was beating nervously as her hand was near the door's knob. It had always been like this since she left this place, Anteiku. Both her and Nishiki always visited Anteiku a day before a raid and the day after. It was just to let them know what they'd do and that they were doing okay.

However, it wasn't their choice. They didn't want to do that. They knew they didn't deserve to be acting like that. The one who told them to do that was Yoshimura himself.

"Just open it already. How many times do you want to get nervous like that?" Nishiki scowled.

"...Seriously, I can't do this. Technically, we've betrayed both sides, don't you agree?" Touka gritted her teeth. She hated her position. However, she didn't have the right to feel the regret of joining Mukade. It was her own choice and she thought it was for the best.

Nishiki sighed. He nudged Touka out of the way to open the door. He didn't want to stay out there too long. Too much standing wouldn't be nice.

"I already told you not to join Mukade but you still did." Nishiki muttered as he opened the door. He honestly intended for the young woman to hear him, and yes Touka did. She frowned behind the brunette's back, but she didn't want to think about it too much anymore.

It was 4:30 in the afternoon, there were still some customers in there. Mostly elders and students. The manager who they both still love was standing behind the bar, cleaning his favorite cup.

The black haired waitress who was cleaning the wooden floor tilted up her head to greet the two customers, "Welcome to Antei-. ..." The moment she saw those faces, Irimi clammed up. Her face didn't seem happy at all.

"Hello, Irimi-san..." Nishiki replied awkwardly. It had always been like this with her.

"Wow look at here, it's the two love birds again!" Enji also appeared from behind the oak shelf that had always been there since the cafe first built. "Here to persuade and warn us again?" He playfully asked, and it was his intention to make those two feel a little guilty.

"Touka-chan, Nishiki-kun, welcome." Yoshimura greeted sweetly. There was no menace in his tone. The couple decided to sit on the stool like they always did whenever they came here as guests.

Irimi didn't mind them. She just continued to work on her broom and cleaned away the dust on the floor.

"Coffee?" Yoshimura offered.

"Ah, no thank you. We're just going to be quick." Touka replied politely.

"Alright then," Yoshimura smiled, "How was the raid?"

"We did well. Kaneki... finally joined the fight." Said the brunette.

"Oh? It's been a long time since I last see his face. Why did he decided to step up into his game now?" The aged man chuckled.

Nishiki shrugged his shoulders, "He said it's going to end soon and he wants to show the CCG just who is the boss behind Mukade."

"About time, huh?"

The sudden deep voice which the two ghouls found very familiar startled them. They looked into the source of the sound, and it was the ex-member of Mukade, Yomo, whom had quit a year ago. And now he was wearing the Anteiku's uniform.

"Yomo-san." Both Nishiki and Touka bowed their heads. Yomo was their senior and someone who they both respected. To be honest, Touka was happy when Yomo decided to quit the organization. If you want to find peace and save from Mukade, Anteiku would be likely the ideal place for shelter. However, that wasn't what Yomo had in mind. Not to find shelter.

"How is he?" Yomo asked with his usual stoic face. Touka couldn't tell whether he was really concern or not.

"Well... He's still your usual Kaneki Ken. Unreadable, cold, strong." Touka sighed, "A dependable leader." She added. Her eyes told the white haired ghoul that she didn't like to admit it, but it was the truth. The rabbit just didn't like the way he treated the humans like they were mere insects. In Touka's eyes, Kaneki was a heartless son of a bitch.

"I see." Yomo answered simply. He was a man with less words, just like Kazu. It's hard to know what he's thinking but everything that he had done would surely be good and for the sake of others too.

Touka waited for anymore of his questions. However, there was no sign of him asking. Instead, the ex-member just made a cup of coffee for the new order from someone who shouted behind them.

Feeling uncomfortable, Touka decided to ask first. "You're not going to ask anything else?" His tone seemed a bit harsh but Yomo's lack of interest sometimes annoyed her.

"No, nothing," The barista replied, "What? You think I want to know your current plans?" He asked back without shifting his eyes away from the latte he was making.

"It's not that..." Touka paused. Her lilac eyes squinted in anger. Yomo definitely understood what she was talking about, but he really acted like he didn't care at all. Touka sucked it all up. She decided to ask him anyway. "You're not going to ask about Uta-san and Itori-san?"

That sharp question halted his trained hands for making his latte. The old man who stood beside him also made a thin line out from his lips. To be honest, he was also interested with the quite man's answer. Yoshimura understood what circumstances Yomo was under, but the old man didn't know anything about his feelings toward his two old friends.

After several seconds, the ex-member of Mukade finally opened his mouth.

"You two should just go home. If the others found out about you both, you will get in trouble."

Touka slightly widened her eyes. That answer disappointed her so. Did Yomo really didn't care about Uta and Itori? Those two were his closest friends, Touka knew that. Both her and Ayato once met them even before Mukade were made. Their parents were their allies before, they had a bit connection with the ghouls in the 13th ward.

She gritted her teeth, tightened her fist. Nishiki put his hand on top of her shoulder before the girl exploded. He also found it about time to take a leave. But, he needed to ask one last question.

"Yoshimura-san."

"Yes, Nishiki-kun?" The managed stopped on rubbing his cup.

"If you still don't want to join us, Kaneki, he would do anything to destroy the bases in this ward. He would force all of you, Yoshimura-san. If you know what I mean." The brunette really hated to keep on persuading them like this. But he just wanted his former home to be safe. He didn't want his current leader to kill all of them. If only that happened, Nishiki just couldn't possibly stay in Mukade, and fighting Kaneki would just make him met his demise.

"Just stop doing that," Irimi finally spoke from behind, "No matter how many times you want Anteiku to cooperate with Mukade, that will never happen. So what if that eyepatch fights us?" The black haired waitress squinted her eyes as her pupils turned red, "We will fight you back."

Of course. It was Irimi. She would fight for Anteiku's sake, for her benefactor and friends. Now, Touka and Nishiki were not part of Anteiku anymore. She would see them as her enemies, regardless of their past. The same went for Enji too. He was on Irimi's side, even though he seemed friendlier than her.

"That's right. If Mukade decided to fight us, we wouldn't hesitate to protect this place and fight back. I'm still in prime shape y'know." Enji winked.

Both the rabbit and the snake didn't say anything for that. But, they could only just smile.

"Of course. It's Anteiku after all", Touka said, "If I were still here, I would do the same too." She smiled bitterly.

Nishiki pretended to look at his watch. He actually had known the time. But he did it just to convinced the others that the two Mukade members had to go.

"It's time for us to leave. Thank you, Yoshimura-san. Let's go, Touka."

Both of them turned away from their spot and headed to the wooden front door. The door opened with Touka who headed out first with her friend behind her. Just before Nishiki stepped his shoe out from the doorway, Yoshimura's voice halted him.

"You both can always come back here, you know that, right, Nishiki-kun?"

The brunette's expression was unreadable. Of course, that offer was tempting. However, he wouldn't want to go back down. He already made the decision. Also, if anyone wanted to go back, it had to be Touka instead. That place was not appropriate for her at all. Nishiki chuckled bitterly.

"Well... if only I hadn't fell in love."

And with that, he closed the door.

Just after the two ghouls left, a little girl came down from upstairs. She had a short brown hair and was wearing a headband and a modest pink dress.

"Yoshimura-san, who was that?" She asked innocently.

Yoshimura turned his slit eyes to the little girl. He gave her a warm smile and said, "Our friends. Have you done your homework, Hinami-chan?"

The brunette girl nodded happily, "Yup!"

Amon had been going back and forth from his desk since the last Mukade's raid. His mind was still haunted with the last words that the Mukade's leader said to him. He had been checking the restricted room where the CCG kept their classified documents of records. The room could only be accessed by first class to special class investigators and the director himself.

In there, he tried to find anything unusual about the CCG's past. Anything before he joined the group.

"Let's see..." Amon muttered as he browsed over the iron shelf that was looming over him, "Year 2000, it's around this time isn't it?" Amon decided to pull out a random file from the shelf. His hand opened the first page, it was only about the old retired and dead members. He wasn't really looking for this.

Amon sighed, "Hah... This is gonna be hard."

The man's big hand still kept on flipping the pages. If by any chance he found someone who seemed familiar to him, maybe it could be a clue. Suddenly, Amon heard footsteps were coming in. It seemed like somebody else had a business here.

"Who is that?"

That person who just came in stood just in front of the shelf Amon was standing behind at. He saw the person from within the open gaps. From looking at the shape of the waist, it was a woman.

The woman sighed, "No clue."

"That voice! Akira?" Amon quickly contemplated whether or not he should call out her name. The man hadn't told his most trusted partner about what The Centipede said to him the night before. Should he get her help? Amon wasn't really sure. She didn't really want her to get involved since the Madou woman hadn't met the strong ghoul face to face yet.

At the worst time, Amon couldn't hold his sneeze. The thunderous sound scared the woman and she immediately looked back.

"I-Investigator Amon!?"

"H-hey, Akira..."

"What are you doing here? Is this why you've never really been around your desk, writing your report and sip your capucinno?"

Amon scratched his cheek. His eyes nervously looked up, thinking of reasons to lie. He couldn't find anything. Amon was suck at lying.

"It's nothing. It's my own problem."

Akira stood in silence. Her judging emerald eyes squinted slightly, as if she was drilling into the man's head. However, she wanted to respect his privacy. So the blonde head quick to let it go, but she wouldn't forget his being there that day.

"I can help if you want." Akira said.

"I know. Thank you," Now it was Amon's turn to ask her back. Not like he expected an honest answer. Unlike himself, Akira was good at lying. She could do anything, "How about you?"

Akira smirked, "Did you seriously just asked me that after you wouldn't tell me anything?"

"I-If you don't want to tell me then it's okay!"

The woman chuckled, "I'm joking," her face turned serious as she looked over the files arranged neatly behind her, "I'm searching for any clues regarding the leader of Mukade that you've met before. I still suspect Shintaro Tatsuya for it."

"You still do?"

"Yes. Do you still remember how he looked like? He wore an eyepatch didn't he?"

"Yeah, he did. Then?"

"You said that the leader of Mukade was wearing a mask that only covered an eye, wasn't it?"

It quickly made him understood, "...That makes sense. Shintaro Tatsuya covered the eye that the leader of Mukade revealed..."

"That's one more reason why Shintaro Tatsuya is suspicious and has a very high probability to be the wolf boss hiding within a sheep skin."

"But, Akira. It could still be a coincidence! We've seen his full faced photo right? His left eye was normal."

"He might be wearing a contact lens to cover it."

"Well... That's not impossible..."

Akira turned her back away from Amon. She continued to search for anything that could give her more clues. "I'm going to prove that I'm right no matter what, Amon. We both will do it." She said unwavering.

Amon furrowed his thick eyebrows. From this conversation, Amon could tell that Akira was serious. She might be into this more than him. The man decided. He had to tell her about what happened that night.

"Akira."

Kaneki woke up from his bed to pick up his phone which he left on the glass table in front of the TV while Rize was resting her back on the headboard as she continued to read her book. Kaneki saw his new phone emitted a green beep, indicating that there was a message he hadn't read yet. The leader opened it, and it was from Tsukiyama.

"Good morning, Kaneki-kun. I have an information which both you and Rize probably would really love to know. Kanae just came back from German, so you know what I mean. Also, I have some information regarding Akira Madou.

Please come to my mansion when you can. I am here all day. You can ask Rize to go with you."

After Kaneki finished reading the message in seconds, he couldn't help but to be surprised, "This guy is amazing." He chuckled.

Kaneki brought his thumbs to reply the message.

"I'll be there shortly. Thank you, Tsukiyama."

Then he hit send.

"Rize!" The white head called out to the woman who were still enjoying her good time.

"What is it?" Rize replied as she looked away from her book. She was in the exciting part and the violet head wished to continue reading it immediately again.

"We're going to Tsukiyama's mansion. Go get ready!" Kaneki said as he walked to his closet.

"Huh? Why all of a sudden-"

The white haired ghoul revealed out his head from the room just to stop her from speaking anymore, "Rize, go change. Right now." Then he went back inside again.

Rize could only blink her eyes. She grudgingly descended from her bed, her feet touched the soft black rug underneath it. She left her book on the bed, sadly. She really wanted to know the continuation.

Rize went to her own closet where she kept all of her attires and shoes. She never really used all of them. However, the place where she was about to go demanded her formal look. So The Binge Eater picked up a white sleeveless knee-length fit dress which hugged her waist comfortably. Rize suddenly remembered when was the last she wore it. It was when she went to Tsukiyama's ghoul restaurant with both Kaneki and Yamori around 9 months ago. She hadn't really gone there since then.

Then finally, the violet haired ghoul picked up a pair of white sling back heels which made her look elegant and feminine. She let her hair hang naturally like always, maybe just a little bit of combing to make those bed hair went straight down.

Once Rize got out from her closet, Kaneki had already waited for her with a cold brandy can in his left hand. Like always, he wore his usual plain white shirt with wool dark grey blazer.

Kaneki smiled over seeing his goddess wearing the dress that he bought for her again, "Beautiful."

Rize just replied the compliment with her naughty smile. She wasn't the type to be flustered when showered with compliments.

"Let's go," The man said as he walked towards the door by the time Rize was 10 meters in front of him.

On their way towards the Tsukiyama mansion, Kaneki explained the text that Tsukiyama sent to him. It didn't really make sense for Rize. Tsukiyama actually went that far to help them? Rize felt somehow conflicted.

The Tsukiyama's mansion was quite far away from their penthouse. It was also not located inside of the city. The place was wear Tsukiyama would spend his time after a raid. The Gourmet usually slept in his hotel. With that being said, it took an hour for the couple to reach the mansion.

They had finally arrived. The maids were welcoming them when their car made an entrance.

Kaneki got out from his car after he took his blazer off his chair's head-pillow. He gave his car key to the butler that stood near by. He waited for Rize to come out then went inside together. He did't want to leaver her standing awkward in a place like that after all.

Once they were inside, Tsukiyama's most trusted maid, Matsumae, greeted them.

"Welcome Kaneki-san, Kamishiro-san. This way please."

The couple followed her direction. Their shoes heels made a tic tac sound around the house. It was really big inside.

"This place is huge, isn't it?" Rize commented as her eyes browsed the house around. The floor was shining, no single dust was spotted. Expensive vases and paintings decorated the whole room. As expected for the home of the owner of Grand Edric.

"Yes it is. If you go to the right, it's the hallway to the right wing of the mansion. It's where Master Mirumo usually spends his time including where he sleeps." Matsumae replied politely. Kaneki could tell there was pride in her tone.

"Tsukiyama Mirumo, Tsukiyama's father. It's been a long time since I last met him." Said Kaneki. His memory over the grand master's face of Tsukiyama family was kind of hazy.

"If Kaneki-san wants to meet Master Mirumo, I can arrange a meeting for you both." Matsumae suggested.

"Ah, no need. I came here just to see Tsukiyama."

"Haha, I understand. We will soon arrived at his work room."

Just a minute later, the they had arrived in front of Tsukiyama's work room. Matsumae knocked on her young master's door before she entered. The three of them were greeted by Kanae as he was the one who opened the door.

"Kanae? You're back?" Rize widened her eyes when she saw the man who was also a strong member in Mukade.

"Ah... this explains it." Kaneki said.

Kanae chuckled, "Yes I am. It's nice to see you Rize, Kaneki-san too." Kanae greeted, "Master Shuu has been waiting for you. Please come inside."

Kaneki and Rize came with his permission. They could already see The Gourmet's delighted expression from inside. Matsumae bowed before she left and flashed off her polite smile. Kanae also stepped out. He already knew that the upcoming conversation would be out from his limit. He closed the door, the three ghouls inside had finally gained their privacy.

"Bonjour, Kaneki-kun! Thank you for coming all the way here!" Tsukiyama greeted. He was really happy for their arrival.

"Tsukiyama," Kaneki started. He walked closer towards The Gourmet's desk, he really felt he had to do that, "I can't thank you enough. Did you send Kanae for that purpose?"

Tsukiyama shook his head. His widely proud smile etched on his long face. "Non! Father really sent Kanae for business purpose. I took that chance to find out about this responsible doctor that you mentioned a long time ago. I tested my luck. Fortunately, Kanae really found him! Ohohohoho!" He ended it with a dramatic laugh.

"You didn't tell him anything, did you?"

"Of course. He would do it even without my reason."

Kaneki chuckled and smiled a little. The man kept his words and Kaneki liked that, "Let me see the photos."

"Of course."

Tsukiyama spread all of the photos that his aide had taken. Rize also came forward this time, she needed to see the photos too.

"This is... it's really him." Kaneki muttered in awe. His one eye looked at all of the photos closely, he picked each of one of them to see that face. The face that he would never ever forget. Both her and Rize could never forget. The very man who was responsible for everything.

Rize furrowed her eyebrows. After so many years since she last seen the surgeon, she wouldn't miss him at all. However, more than her, Kaneki really wanted to chase Kanou and make him pay. She felt like she understood his reason but at the same time, Kaneki's desire for revenge made her feel like she had been seeing Kaneki in his own world without her nor Yamori.

"He looks the same like before," Rize scoffed, "It makes my stomach churns."

"Now, now, Rize," Kaneki smirked, "It'll be my utmost satisfaction to see him cry and bleed with that face." The man chuckled darkly.

"Are you planning to see him, Kaneki-kun?"

"I don't know yet," Kaneki rised up from his position. His eye made a sharp glint that made The Gourmet trembled in excitement, "But if he ever comes here, I will know."

Rize faked a cough. She didn't forget about the other reason why they both came here.

"Tsukiyama, you said you have something on Akira Madou?"

"Ah, yes. I almost forgot." Tsukiyama opened his drawer then drew out a brown envelope. Kaneki opened it and he pulled out the papers which contained Akira Madou's information.

The paper also contained the investigator's photo. When Rize saw her face, she remembered the female investigator she met last night. It was her that she fought.

"This woman, I fought her with Nishiki on the raid." Rize pointed out the photo with her index finger, "It's definitely her."

"You did?" Kaneki furrowed his eyebrows, "How was she?" He asked. Rize understood what he meant.

"Her skill suits her rank," Rize smirked, "But the gap wasn't that much. I could still fight on par with her even without Nishiki's help. She used a whip-like quinque, it was quite troublesome."

"No wonder I didn't meet her," Kaneki nodded in understanding, "It says here that her father was an investigator as well, died in action 5 years ago. Known as a genius, lives in ward 1. Other than that, nothing special." The man concluded as he straighten his back up. He exhaled when he knew that this Madou woman wasn't actually much of a threat, based on fighting skil that is. However, her curiosity could lead into his own demise. But the eyepatched ghoul wanted to know how she would act. If something went wrong, he would step put to take care of her and maybe, her partner that Kaneki was interested in.

Rize looked at her mini watch. It was 16:15, and the woman felt her stomach churn as if the time woke her desire to eat. "Kaneki, let's go home."

"Huh? Oh, okay." Kaneki answered hesitantly. Did The Binge Eater doesn't feel well?

"Oh? So soon?" Tsukiyama said disappointedly, "I already asked the chefs to prepare your meals, though. But I guess just a plate of A5 grade flesh of human's pectoralis major wouldn't be enough to satisfy The Binge Eater's stomach." The Gourmet snickered sarcastically. It was normal for him to tease Rize. Before he met Kaneki, Rize was someone he really hated because her perspective of food was different than hers. Even then, he still found the woman irritating and doesn't really like her.

Rize scoffed. She didn't feel offended at all. Why else would the CCG give her The Binge Eater alias?

"Rather than just a piece of pectoralis major, I can eat the whole body along with the insides, with more sweet blood sauce than just 5 spoons of it for the so-called 'beauty' of your plate and just a little bit of flavour."

Tsukiyama twitched his eyebrow. This woman and him, he knew they would never share the same view.

"My taste buds is just more refined than yours, Binge Eater." Tsukiyama said spitefully. He really almost forgot that the woman's boyfriend which she disliked was still present.

"You are just a rich kid who's born with a silver plate already served on your table, Gourmet. You know nothing about true taste."

"What did you say!?"

"You heard me nice and clear."

The fight seemed wouldn't stop any moment, and Kaneki thought it wouldn't be this way. So, the leader finally decided to speak up.

"That's it, enough you two."

Over his commanding voice, the two ghouls stopped bickering. However, their eyes still stared sharply at each other, as if those were invincible daggers for stabbing each other's head.

"I thought I've already told the both of you to just throw away any hard feelings that you still have and be good with each other. Is that really too much to ask?" Kaneki sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Rize, remember that Tsukiyama has done a lot of things to help us. It's only fair to treat him as a friend. Remember that you were also the one who lead me to this guy."

Rize averted her eyes grudgingly. She tutted and just folded her arms as she closed her eyes.

"You too Tsukiyama. Stop provoking her and respect her taste. Every ghouls have their own way to eat, be it refined or wild and free. Rize is the latter. She's The Binge Eater, so deal with it."

Tsukiyama also couldn't meet his leader's eye. He just nodded his head as he looked away to the window that was just behind his back.

"Do both of you understand?"

The two ghouls only stood in silence.

"Do both of you understand?" Kaneki asked once more. He demanded their voice.

"We understand!" The two purple heads finally replied in unison. Seeing Kaneki mad was the least thing they wanted, and in front of that man they were like two little kids that fought over who wants to be the red ranger.

"Good. Now, Rize," Kaneki called out to his girlfriend, "are you hungry?" He asked sincerely.

"...I'll eat later." She replied hesitantly.

"Then we're going home. Sorry Tsukiyama, I'll take your offer next time."

Tsukiyama immediately put on his smile again despite of his still lingering bitter feelings, "It's okay, Kaneki-kun. Thank you for coming here."

Before the couple walked out from the room, Kaneki just thought about something. He whispered to Rize to tell her to go out first and wait for him inside the car. Rize didn't ask anything else and just went with whatever the white head said.

Once The Binge Eater out from the room, Kaneki turned his back over and faced the tall ghoul. The Gourmet quickly understood what was happening, what the leader was about to say.

After Kaneki and Rize both went home from Tsukiyama's mansion, Rize asked Kaneki to drop her off on ward 21. He stopped on the side of the road, in front of a small bookstore.

"When will you be back?" Kaneki asked.

"Probably ten, I guess." Rize shrugged.

Kaneki furrowed his eyebrows, "Don't be too long, how are you going to get home?"

Rize smiled. She secretly liked it when Kaneki worries about her, "I can manage. You know that I eat a lot, right?"

The white head still hadn't changed his expression. From the way Rize responded him, Kaneki felt like his woman might still mad from before. However, he didn't want to get into more trouble and useless arguments by talking about it.

"...Of course," Kaneki slowly leaned in, getting his face closer to plant a chaste kiss on her lips, "I'll pick you up here. Call me when you're done."

"You don't need to..."

"I will, period. Promise me you'll call me."

Looking at that dead-serious eye that stared sharply at her made Rize couldn't refuse at all. She sighed and quietly nodded.

"Fine. I promise."

The white head smiled, "Good. Take care."

With that, Rize descended from the car with her heel touched the stone-patched side road. Once she closed the door, the car headed away without anymore waiting. Once she saw the car was far away ahead, she turned her back away to the opposite direction. There were still a lot of people here. The aroma that only the ghouls could smell enticed The Binge Eater's nose so much. She trembled excitedly then licked her lips. Her feet began to bring her to any delicious men she could find.

"Fresh and alive is definitely better than being reserved on a plate."

It was 6 PM, it had been an hour since Kaneki dropped Rize off. He had finished taking a quick shower. His naked back was glowing under the dim light, making the centipede tattoo which drawn on his left wing looked more distinct.

Kaneki gazed upon the city before he changed his clothes at the closet. In his mind, there was nothing else but imagining any kind of scenarios on how his aunt and her family would react by the time he came to their door step. Helplessly, Kaneki darkly grinned. He really could imagine them popping their eyes like seeing a ghost.

With those thoughts in mind, his body trembled slightly, feeling the adrenaline rushing through his blood veins. He needed to finish everything before 10, even though he really wanted to lavish the coming soon moment longer that he had planned. So, without wasting anymore time by gazing at the city, Kaneki went to his closet to change with the most comfortable clothes he could wear.

Nakiri Asaoka was busy unpacking her stuff with the help of her husband in the living room, while her 20 years old son named Yuuichi was drinking in the kitchen. The kitchen was near the front door, and he could hear someone was knocking.

"Mom, there's somebody outside!" Yuuichi shouted.

"Tell them to go back tomorrow! It's already night time and we're still busy here!" His mom shouted back.

Yuuichu walked to the hallway. The front door looked dark, his mother turned it off so it would look like nobody was inside the house. Despite that, the sudden guest outside didn't get the hint and didn't show any sign to just go back home.

Yuuichi opened the door after he turned on the lamp. From where he stood he saw an eyepatched, taller white haired man was smiling 'politely'.

"Uh..." Yuuchi stared at the man from head to toe. He had never met him before, his style wasn't ordinary too. Yuuichi thought maybe his parents knew him instead, "Who might you be?"

The man laughed. He shook his head, as if he had expected that to happen.

"You don't remember me, do you?" Kaneki chuckled, "Damn, you've gotten even fatter."

Yuuchi got more confused. That was real rude. Could he had known about the peculiar man long ago? "Have we met before?"

Without answering the question, the white haired man asked back, "May I come in?"

"Sorry dude, we're busy. Mom said you can come back tomorrow."

Without caring for his permission, the eyepatched man passed through Yuuichi like he owned the house, "I'm coming in, then."

"H-hey what the hell!?" The owner's son began to get angry. With his single big arm he blocked the stranger's way of getting inside his own. He needed to chase him away. "Go home! If you keep doing this we're calling the police!"

The man kept silent. However, he didn't move away at all.

"I said go-AGH!?"

Before he knew it, Yuuchi's body was sent flying backward with a loud thud. The sound completely alarmed his two parents who were in the living room that just happened to be across of the kitchen, parted by the hallway. From there, they saw their only son was laying on the floor helplessly with blood oozing from his nose and mouth.

"YUUCHI!" Nakiri hysterically screamed. Both her and her husband quickly approached their son, but they stopped when they saw a tall figure of the guest approached the body first and was looming over it.

"Who... are you!?" Shido asked angrily as he widened his eyes.

The man only smirked. He brought up his black-nailed hand and cracked a finger as he grinned widely like a demon under the spotlight.

"Good evening, long time no see you two." He greeted casually first, "Guess who?"

Nakiri immediately felt that sudden familiarity. His voice that wasn't very different than the boy she once despised and abandoned, his short hair that also resembled that boy, Nakiri didn't understand why she spoke the upcoming name, but her instinct told her that she might be right.

"Ka...neki?" She said hesitantly with trembled lips.

The man smiled darkly again, the smile of the God of Death.

"How was China?"

A/N: WOOT WOOT

HAHA SORRY FOR WAITING OMG :'((((

NEXT CHAP IS FLASHBACK TIME I SWEAR.

Disclaimer:

I made up the names for both Kaneki's aunt and uncle.