This morning there was no light gently caressing Eto's eyelids to wake her, nor the feeling of warmth from the outside, not even her own internal clock waking her up for the day... No, what woke her up this morning was a sound... A rather unnerving sound, one that rung in her ears like a loud gunshot, kind of like the snapping of a twig or a sharp click.

She opened her light green eye's to see that her room was a deep blue, the kind you would see for setting lighting at an aquarium. It was a nice sight though, it meant that just maybe the sun wasn't going to come out today... Not that Eto had anything in particular against the sun, but she could do without the intense light for a while... It would seem inappropriate considering the night before.

CRACK

The sound rang once more, prompting the author to turn her head, her green curls trying to grab onto her face because of an intense case of bedhead. Her eye's fell on a familiar figure, however, as familiar at the figure was... It was almost a stranger in some ways. The white hair, the pale skin, the cold gaze he gaze anything and everything besides those he considered his friends, that was not like Kaneki at all and Eto felt a cold pit in her stomach, just as she did last night, the night he was rescued... That wasn't to say the old Kaneki was gone, but rather he was hiding away... or maybe he was being hidden.

CRACK

The sound was made once more, however this time Eto saw the exact source. He had done this a few times that night, every now and again when he was day dreaming... Eto didn't bother him about it, but she didn't let it go unnoticed... However she wasn't so sure it was a new quirk any more... The skin around his eye's sagged with a used weight, it bore a shiny red coloring that made it look like someone had painted over it, his eye's were riddled with the want, no the need to sleep, but his face showed a determination that refused to give in, no... not determination, but rather fear.

He was beginning to do so, but Eto had decided that he'd done that enough. Quickly, but softly, Eto rested her palm against the white haired boys own and webbed her fingers in between his, making sure that the most they could do to one another was touch at the tips if even that. He gave her a look of surprise, like he didn't see her wake up, which he did not, he was to preoccupied with his digits.

"Oh, Hello..." He said, an eerie calm feeling in his voice, matching the dark outside in some strange way. Eto noticed how his eye's changed, from glacial to warm when they shifted upon her. It almost made her laugh, but it was more than just a funny shift in expression, it was a visual representation that somewhere in there the socially awkward Kaneki was still around.

"Good morning..." Eto said softly, a small grunge in her otherwise happy voice, one she hadn't felt until just then. Then her gaze shifted towards there now interlocked hands, with a warm, yet curious expression. "Why do you do that?" she asked, tilting her head to the side, letting her hair tickle her face.

"Do what?" Kaneki inquired, frowning slightly in confusion, however keeping that eerie feel evident in his presence.

"Crack your fingers like that?" She responded, tightening her grip slightly, "You seem fond of it..."

"Oh..." He said looking back down to his hand, Then his expression changed, back into that icy stare that he reserved for anyone else. "I'm... I'm just making sure I still have fingers."

Eto felt the nerves in her body go numb, the way he said that with such a regularity in his voice, like it was an everyday thing... God it hurt to hear it, especially from him, whom was once so naive and innocent and happy. 'making sure I still have fingers...' Eto repeated to herself, frowning a saddened frown. Then she squeezed tighter and straddled Kaneki, to the point where she was hovering over his face, holding there intertwined hand between his and hers.

"You have fingers..." She said, smiling a reassuring smile. Then, to proved her point she put his index finger in her mouth and held it there... She didn't know why, but she felt like it was necessary to do. "See..." she insisted mouth full, "You can feel that right?" She then lightly applied pressure to his index finger with her teeth, just enough so that he would feel the sensation.

"Y-yes..." He replied, bending it a little inside her mouth, just to make sure he actually did and that he wasn't just imagining. Ever since he had gotten free... he felt like his fingers had never grown back in, like he had stubs for hands and was surprised to see them actually still there when he did... so he took to cracking them, just to make sure. then he slid the finger out of her mouth, as warm as it may have been, and rested it on his side lazily.

Eto found herself looking deeply into the white hair, once jet black, and how messy it was. The hair looked like he'd just exited a wind tunnel. O.K, that was an exaggeration, but it wasn't nearly as smooth as it normally was. Then, she lowered a hand onto a part where his locks fell in front of his face and gently, caressingly, pushed them out of the way, as if they were a bush blocking her view. His eyes held something else, besides a slight cold glare, it was a... a fear... Of what she wasn't certain, but it made her frown, it made her realize that they had been far too late in rescuing Kaneki, if he'd been rescued at all.

Then, through no conscious action of her own, Eto found herself locking lips with Kaneki, her hair curtaining both their heads as she pressed hard and worked her tongue in his mouth. She could feel his cold lips warming under her own, as if the sensation had brought something dead back too life, and she almost laughed in joy when he returned her tongue's curiosity with his own.

The kiss turned to something more intimate however, and it was safe to say neither of them had any qualms. Eto gripped Kaneki's wrist and pressed his now warm hands onto her waist with her own and then readjusted her mouth to find a more pleasurable angle for the both of them. Her body shifted on his and she felt his grip tighten. She looked to his eye's and saw they were half lidded, but the visible parts showed a pleasured haze that fogged his vision. She smiled, she didn't know why she was doing this now, perhaps because she had felt so alone when he was taken, perhaps it was her own body screaming at her for not experiencing any sexual stimulation besides her own experimentation during her life... But Eto believed it was more so that both she and Kaneki(whether he would admit it or not) knew that he needed to focus on something, even if for the briefest moment, rather than his torture... But, though it was selfish, Eto knew that for her it was more than that... she wanted him to focus on her. It wasn't out of some perversion nor a need for sexual fulfillment, but that she didn't want to feel so helpless to him.

Kaneki found his hands exploring Eto's body as their tongues danced in the cavern that their mouths created. This was something he'd never quite felt before in his life, but God if he didn't love it. In fact this was somewhat of an oasis for him if he had to classify it as anything. For the first time since those ten days of torture had begun Kaneki felt pleasure, it electrified every nerve, every cell, and at that moment Kaneki was certain he had fingers. He knew this because, well, quite frankly, and through no control of his own, Kaneki was making his way to Eto's upper night shirt, hoping to undo the buttons. It wasn't his doing, well... not exactly, but rather something else's doing, more accurately the stiff, erect, warm, organ between his legs. It was funny to him actually, Jason hadn't even paid mind to his more intimate areas, whether it was some cruel joke, as if Jason though that even he wouldn't dare desecrate that area, as if it were too much even for him, or if it just slipped his mind, Kaneki found himself being ever so thankful that he didn't.

The final button popped and Eto found her breast meeting the now warm air. She smiled into their kiss, it was almost comical to think that Kaneki even had a sex drive, considering his personality, never the less though, he was still reluctant about it, or she supposed he was as he didn't even try to touch her chest. Eto then gripped his hands once more and slowly, almost trying to tease her lover, had his hands trail up her body managing to make her shake underneath his touch at how it stimulated the microscopic hairs that covered her body, until finally they rested on the warm mounds.

She felt Kaneki's breath shake in their kiss, a sign showing that his arousal was barley contained now... She wasn't much different... She could feel the warmth she had developed between her thighs growing hotter and hotter with each passing moment, it was almost unbearable, in fact she found her clothes becoming extremely unaccommodating as their display dragged on.

Eto broke their lip lock, and she could almost feel Kaneki's tongue reach out for more. Then, she tightly buried her head into the crook of his neck, hiding her face from the non existent on-lookers as she began softly, tantalizingly, dragging her lips in the area. Kaneki groaned aloud as the action sent rushes of lust through his body. Then, still unfinished, Eto used her hands to grip the waist of both her and Kaneki's lower apparel. She smiled when she felt the heat radiating from under Kaneki's, she could tell he was aching, they he was playing with her breast was proof enough, for something to happen and she was aware on just how cruel it would be to not deliver... In fact she could hardly wait to deliver.

Then, with once quick motion, she simultaneously removed them, leaving both of their bare bodies clear to see to the room they inhabited. For Eto it was a sense of freedom, like she'd been locked away in a straight jacket and just released, she felt almost weight less as the hair struck her sex. She'd been naked before, it wasn't the absence of clothes really so much as the circumstances. Kaneki was clearly feeling a similar way as well, she could tell by his fidgeting that his member was dying to release the build up of his sexual frustration, why make either of them wait?

"E-eto.." He called out tiredly as he gripped her body tighter, sending shocks through her body. That was enough, that was what pushed her further into it. Then, roughly, quickly, and tired of the wait, Eto slid onto Kaneki's member, breaking the biological symbol of virginity that she had and causing her to stop abruptly, to adjust to the momentary pain.

Kaneki felt a new rush explode through his body, making him more aware than ever. He didn't think about sex often, if at all, but in that moment he felt a high he'd never once felt before. He found his member being surrounded by warm, but soft, walls each of which was caressing him with care as he rested there, at the same time they were wet, covered in a wall of liquid that only further excited Kaneki's body and urged him on, and soon he found Eto riding him.

The sensation of body's touching, and the heat between them was mind numbing. Kaneki found himself almost drooling as Eto increased the speed on her bounces, and the ragged breath she released every now and again was helping keep him up as well. It was the most primal Kaneki had ever felt in his life to be honest and he loved it. He found his hands moving from her breast and now tracing her heating body, finding every curve she had as she continued.

Eto melted under Kaneki's hands as they felt her up, she didn't know how good sex could feel herself until just now. All those times she'd experimented when she was younger didn't even quite come close to this, the breathing, pulsing, warm body of another living being, it was probably what heaven felt like, should it exist. Kaneki's hands found her rear and their gripped tighten slightly... But as slightly as it was it was enough to send Eto teetering on the edge of sanity. The heat from their connected body, the smell of sex filling her nostrils, Kaneki's cock twitching inside her. She thought that she could prepare herself for intercourse but she was wrong... thankfully wrong.

Kaneki pulled her back down to his face and began to recreate the kiss they had once shared. God it was so much better now, her mouth had become increasingly warm since they began, and it tickled Kaneki as she exhaled into his mouth. She was incredible, despite the sudden change in position she was still bucking on him. Perhaps it was animal instinct, maybe subconcious, but either way he could swear she'd gotten better.

Eto found her tongue moving more frantically in his mouth, as if looking for something for her sanity to hang on to, to make sure it wasn't lost. Then, she felt something warm building up inside of her, it was like the urge to pee, but something stronger, something that begged to be release. She knew exactly what it was that she was feeling at this moment and if Kaneki was in any similar situation, they needed to stop now.

Eto then quickly lifted off, almost too late as warm, pleasurable, fluids spilled out from her, almost covering Kaneki's nether regions. She was right though, it seemed their bodys had connected in more ways than one as she saw white string like fluids shoot out of Kaneki's sex, dirtying the sheets underneath them. She almost felt bad for doing that, but she couldn't afford the possibility of pregnancy, even though she was only a half ghoul, she didn't need the responsibility of raising a child that eats humans, not that she was incapable, but more so that she didn't want anyone else to hide their existence simply because of what they are.

Then she collapsed on her lover, who was aparently just as tired as the shock surprised him. "Heh, my goodness Kaneki..." She said, breathless, "You're really quite the pervert... grabbing my breast like that and all..." She teased, now bringing herself up to his head and playing with the snow white hair of his.

"I- sorry..." He replied, his own voice shaky.

"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it..."

((Author's Note))

Hello, everyone! Sorry for the long wait, and for the short chapter. I just didn't know how I could transition into a different scene without it being awkward. I haven't been posting much because I've been quite lazy as of late, perhaps it's the heat, maybe I just sleep in too much, who knows? Anyways, the next few chapters will just be fluff without any real story behind them, simply because I feel you've earned it for dealing with the story til now. I am aware that all I've been doing since I started this was just using the actual cannon and changing it up a bit, but from now on this is where it becomes a real FanFiction.