So school has started for me ;-; buut it's my last year at this school so yay I guess? It means half my friends are going to a different school than me QnQ. Anyway, have another chapter.

Takara: So what's gonna happen to us?

Admin: Idk

Souske: I'm too young to die! Take my sister instead

Takara: Hey! I ain't your property!

Admin: I'm not going to kill you two. You'll just have lots of free time.

Takara:...yay?

OH BOY. Ayato fucking Kirishima just bought us like a pair of mutts. I should feel a little degraded at that, but I'm too busy thinking of random, but possible ways to escape. Sadly, I don't think chucking my shoe knives at Trypophobia Mask and dashing will actually get me out of here. Maybe if I

"And these lovelies are sold! To #912, right in the front row!" the clown shouted. I rolled my mismatched eyes, as the crowd murmured their disappointment. I could name quite a few ghouls out of the lineup, like Big Madam, Madam A, Kanae, and Croque Monsieur. I think I could see Matsumae up by Kanae, but I can't tell from where I am.

"Don't forget, come to the waiting room in the back to collect your items!" Trypophobia Mask said, while Half Mask snatched the microphone from him.

"Up next, is the beloved animator, Hayao Miyazaki!" An elderly-ish man in glasses was pushed onto the stage, muttering about 'anime is disgusting'.

Ganbo picked my brother and I off the ground again, and he forced us to walk down the silo by ourselves. I stumbled on the first step, and Souske weakly caught me. We walked down the rest of the stairs together, until Nutcracker greeted us at the bottom.

"One billion yen~! You two are quite the jackpot~!" she lead us to a clean room where she instructed us to wait. "Be good little kids and you'll be rewarded," she said.

It felt like an eternity until someone entered the room. It was Ayato, followed by two figures in cloaks and Nutcracker. She was animatedly chatting about the uses they could make my brother and I do, but he was visibly disinterested in her ramblings. He was more focused on me, looking at me with his cold purple eyes.

After the bodyguards left the room, presumably to get the money they owed, he spoke.

"I'm assuming you two have names." Souske eyed the boy standing in the doorway, but didn't say anything. I looked at him, and deduced that despite his mature attitude, he couldn't have been older than 17. "I advise that you tell me now." he said quietly, after we refused to answer.

I just glared at him, and didn't say a word. My brother, on the other hand, did.

"Souske." he said, and looked away from the boy. Ayato looked over at me, as if expecting better of me. I mentally rolled my eyes, and kept quiet. He shifted, and I glanced up at him, thinking that he was going to do something. He just pulled out two burnt red cloaks and handed them to us.

"Put these on, and don't speak. Not to each other, not to anyone you know, not even to me unless I ask you a question." Souske, being the charismatic boy he is asks the scary Aogiri member a question.

"So..is that forever or just until we leave this place?" he looked at my brother, almost skeptically. Kinda like 'did that kid seriously ask me that'?

"You'll see. Put your cloaks on, and hoods up." was the only response Souske got before one of the other goons that came with Ayato entered the room.

"Are you ready to go?" I swear, the cloaked person was shaking underneath. This kid doesn't seem that scary, does he? The kid nodded, and looked down on us. He motioned for us to get up and follow him, which we did.

In the burnt red cloaks, Souske and I shadowed the kid like his other bodyguards did. The auction hall is small, despite the number of ghouls crammed inside, so we all got out fairly quickly. The cool breeze flowing through the ward was nice, and the sky was a blend of turquoise, red, and orange.

"Take them to the temporary headquarters. Blindfold them, and give them a room that locks. If they have so much as a scratch when I come back, well, you'll see what happens to you." Ayato said, and took off on his purple-red-black wings. The two bodyguards looked at us. They seemed nervous and fidgety about being left alone with two half ghouls.

"Are we going anywhere? It seems like we're not." Souske remarked. "It'd seem like a shame to waste the opportunity to walk your dangerous captives to wherever it is we're going, instead of fighting tooth and nail to leave."

I just calmly studied my nails as the Aogiri ghouls kept shaking.

"Hey, are any of you connected to Dollhouse?" The ghoul on the left stopped trembling for a moment, as I said the word 'Dollhouse'.

"N-no…" the ghoul stammered.

"I suggest you tell me." I looked at their cloaked head with my cold, gold eyes.

"O-okay! My younger brother is a member!"

"Then you're Iwazumi Mayu , aren't you? Your little brother tells me all about you, his big, Aogiri sister." I said, recalling a younger, green haired boy. Iwazumi Natsu, the kid with a sibling or two in Aogiri.

"How would you know?" Souske smirked a little.

"No reason~" I said, with a taunting tone in my voice.

"You're hiding something! I demand that you tell me who you are!" I didn't bother answering her, and instead bugged my brother.

"Hey Souske-" I started, to say, before he cut me off.

"No."

"I didn't even tell you what I wanted…"

"You probably wanted something outrageous again. Oh, and that kid from earlier said you can't harm us, lady." I looked behind me, to see the girl just waiting to stab me with her koukaku blade.

"Hurt me if you dare~ I bet Ayato would be royally pissed off that you disobeyed his orders." I taunted.

"Stop provoking her, please." my brother said, grabbing my wrist. I rolled my eyes at him; I mean, why can't he be as carefree as he is around humans?

"Fine…"

All the way to the secret hidey-hole we were headed to, the girl kept glaring at me. Iwazumi was anything but friendly after I poked her in all the right places. The guy was more cautious than angry, and shies away when I look at him for too long.

Somewhere along the line they blindfolded us, not long after we left the auction hall. I tried not to rip it off, partially because they'd probably jump me, and Ayato would probably go on a rampage. They led us to a cozy gray room. It was well furnished, with armchairs, sofas, actual beds, side tables and lamps, and even a chaise lounge for fucks sake. It was welcomingish, with a fire in the fireplace, but the little window in the door and the windows had steel or iron bars across them.

"So, when do we get to go home? I could break out of this room, but I'd rather go home peacefully." I asked the guards, snorting at their faces.

They looked utterly terrified at the thought of me ripping the door off its hinges and barging out of wherever-the-fuck-we-are and facing Ayato's wrath. Their expressions even coaxed a chuckle or two out of Souske.

"No speaking!" one firmly told me.

"Bunny-Boy never said anything against it, did he?" I jeered, which just made them even more agitated.

"Actually, he did." Souske reminded me.

"Technicalities."

Souske sat in an armchair and read a novel he picked up laying on a side table. I opted to lay on the lounge and nap.

I got a good two hours of sleep in before someone opened a door. I threw my jacket over my head in a last ditch attempt to get ten more minutes in, but it was worthless, as the person plucked my jacket right out of my hands.

"These are the things you bought? Honestly, I thought you had gotten something good."

I hate that smooth, smug voice. And that pale, white face. It always mocks me from alleys and kills my friends with a single sentence.

"Are you serious? They have natural kakugans, they're one-eyed, they have chimera kagune, and they're 17 year old S-Rates! What's wrong with them?" Ayato said, almost screaming in Tatara's face. Tatara merely gave Ayato this look that said "We'll talk about this later."

"For the time being you're in charge of them. Give them to Jason if you please." were his final words, and with a swish of his snow white cloak he left the small chamber.

"You two really are insane, aren't you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "I know you two are with the CCG."

"Whaaaat? Noo, it's just that this is loot from a fallen Dove-" Souske started to explain, but even I could see through his alibi.

"Your CCG badges were clipped to the inside of your jackets. Keiko and Satoshi Satake. Interesting name picks."

"Okay, yeah, we're Doves. Suicidal, dangerous, blah blah blah. I know, but I don't particularly care. I only joined so I could kill ghouls that I have serious beef with, and hopefully kill Arima one day. My brother only hopped on the crazy train to protect me and our mother." I explained, with my arms crossed and a steely expression painted onto my features. "Killing us would just make you a bigger target for the CCG than you already are."

"Tch. You're an arrogant little idiot, aren't you?" he demanded. I looked down at him.

"Rich, coming from the guy who's 21 cm shorter than me. In America, people say 'pick on someone your own size'." What? I know about other cultures, too.

"I'm the one in charge here, and I want you to shut it." he said bitterly, with a bitter expression. Internally, I just wanted to roundhouse kick the bars across the window until they broke to pieces and just jump to safety with my brother. "I'll deal with your personally, if you're troublesome-"

"Look, " I said, interrupting whatever Ayato had to say, and changing the topic. "White Boy said you could give us to Yamori. Is he like your substitute dad or something?" Souske giggled a bit at me calling Tatara "White Boy".

The look he gave me was downright livid. I took a step back from him, worried that he would explode of anger or something. Ghouls like Ayato when exploding of anger are not pleasant to deal with. Or the aftermath.

"Don't. Talk. About. My. Father." he ground out, still violently glaring at me. I raised my hands in a peaceful gesture, and took another tentative step back. Jesus. I wouldn't have said that if I had known this would happen.

"Whoa there, don't explode into flames. I'd prefer not to be roasted alive."

"Taka, maybe right not isn't the best time for that…" my brother warned, putting a hand on my shoulder. "He's really angry right now."

With a last withering glare in my direction, Bunny Boy walked out and slammed the door behind him.

Hi. So I'm in a writer's block for this and currently I have school (yay me...) and like fifty million other stories (#sorrynotsorry) but yeah

So this is sorta like on hiatus? but I finished this chapter for you guys even if it is short.