The sofa shifted as Uta joined Lena, who was quite obviously avoiding his gaze - his deep and penetrating gaze.

He watched and waited to see what she would do: if she would do anything at all. But she hadn't moved in the slightest. The only sign that she was aware of his presence was her shifting gaze, and her eyes would always unwillingly turn to him.

It was quite obvious that the female ghoul was uncomfortable, and it was the first time that Uta had seen her like this. They had both been in awkward situations, and often in close proximity off each other. Yet, she had never been fazed by it. Lena wasn't one you could freak out easily.

But now, with his enhanced hearing, he could hear her heart beating faster than usual and he could almost see her moist palms as they tightened and untightened; bloody from her digging her nails too deep.

It was amusing to the male ghoul, but it was also saddening.

He was saddened by the fact that the girl he loved was in this state, and he was more than aware that he was the one at fault. At that time, before the devastating incident occurred, the one that pretty much tore Lena's long-blackened heart to shreds, he didn't have a choice.

There is always a choice.

And he knew that now, after the fact, and boy did he regret it.

Uta was usually so heartless, so merciless and was a ghoul who just didn't give a damn.

But that had all been proven wrong, somewhat, when the ghoul had met his match. His match in Lena.

She was beautiful, merciless, heartless and like him, she just didn't give a damn.

Lena was everything and made killing more fun - if that was even possible.

She was Bloody Red.

His Bloody Red.

But that red had dimmed, wiped almost clean, disappeared almost completely and she was so unlike her usual self.

He would give anything for her to return to what she once was.

Yes, you shouldn't change for the ones you love and they shouldn't try to change them, but Uta knew this wasn't the real her.

She was just an empty shell of what she used to be, and he knew that she could be so much more.

So much more heartless, merciless and she shouldn't give a damn.

This was another thing that saddened him: he wanted her back.

The truth shall set you free, and that was exactly what Uta would do.

He would set free his Bloody Red from the cage she had made for herself.

The one she was forever trapped in.