I kept thinking about violet eyes, glittering dangerously. Something about that man, Tsukiyama, sets me on edge. I washed the last remaining cups and hung up my apron. I glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. It is way past my time to clock out. I was the last one here. My eyes wandered around the café. Once I was sure everything was in order and clean, I grabbed the keys and locked up. The air outside nipped at my face and the wind sent chills up my spine. I tugged my sleeves down over my hands, trying to keep them warm. Thankfully, my apartment was a couple blocks from the café. Right before I turned the corner, I heard feet shuffling behind me. I glanced back and saw a couple of thugs. A wicked grin spread across my face. Before I was kidnapped, I was a soft weakling afraid of everything. Now, my body was stronger and my heart colder. I developed a liking for violence. I cracked my knuckles and walked towards the men, who faltered slightly at my confidence.

The fatter thug yelled out, "You think you can take us on little guy?" His taller friend grinned and acted as the fat one's follower.

"No." The men smiled at me and chuckled. I let my wicked smile spread across my whole face. "I know I can take you."

Before the words could sink in their thick skulls, I pounced. I quickly snapped the neck of the taller one and turned, facing the fat man. "Whoa, wait! We weren't going to do anything! Please!" His pleads didn't even reach my ears. Before I could pounce on this guy, a familiar looking man walked out from the shadows. My eyes widened.

"Pitoyable. You can't find anyone else to film your pornos with?" Tsukiyama walked up to the man and placed a hand on the man's shoulder. I could see pain etched in the man's face and his lip trembled in fear.

"I will let you go, but NEVER go near my Kaneki again. Deal?" At those words, I watched wetness stain the man's crotch area of his pants. Shock froze me in my spot. Why is he so terrified of this weirdo? As soon as Tsukiyama released his grip on the man, the pig took off, tripping and crying, getting as far away from here as possible. The violet-haired man turned to face me. His expression changed into a sensual one.

"Why are you here?" I spat out.

His face fell and he scrunched his eyes. "Why are you angry? I saved you."

"'Saved me' my ass. I had this and you rudely interrupted me. I'm not your damsel." I tuned on my heels and began walking towards my apartment again. "Were you following me?"

"Yes." I spun around, shocked by his shameless confession. "I like watching you from behind." He smirked and walked closer to me until he was slightly towering over me.

"The fuck?!" I placed my hands on his chest to shove him away from me, but before I could push, his hands covered mine and pressed them harder against him. "Do you have no shame?"

"Non." He grinned down at me and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me until our bodies were flush against each other.

My heartbeat quickened and I tried to pull away, failing, as he was much more stronger than me. "What do you want, pervert?"

"Oh, Kaneki-kun, just let me walk you home."

"Fine, you probably knew where I lived anyways."

"I did." His grin spread from ear to ear. He looked like a little boy glancing at an explicit magazine for the first time. His grasp on my loosened and he began walking in the direction of my home, one arm around my waist.

"If you're going to walk me home, how about letting go."

"Non."

"You're so fucking weird." Why am I not punching this pervet in the dick? Instead, I'm letting him walk me home like he's my husband. What. The. Fuck. Something must be wrong with me. Maybe I'm coming down with a fever and I'm delirious.

"Knock, knock."

I glanced over at Tsukiyama. "Excuse me?"

He sighed impatiently. "Knock, knock."

You've got to be kidding me. "…Who's there…"

He giggled and quietly said, "Parton."

"Parton who…?"

He let out a fit of giggles and yelled, "Patron my French!"

I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed to whoever was listening to please make this man vanish. "Didn't you find that funny?" I looked over and could see the hurt in his eyes. Is he a fucking child? Before I opened my mouth, I saw his face fall and the hurt in his violet eyes grow. For some reason, it tugged at my heart. "Yes, Tsukiyama. I found it hilarious."

At the sound of my words, his face turned red. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You said my name."

I jumped away from him, the feel of his lips on my ear was too much. "Okay, I'm home. Thanks for the walk." I unlocked the door and rushed inside. He was too much for me to deal with. Once the door was shut and locked again, I leaned back and slid down to the floor. That man makes me exhausted. I could still feel the warmth of his lips burning on my ear. I hopped up and went to turn on the shower, jumping in before it had a chance to heat up. I let the cold water wash away the warm feeling. I glanced down and looked in horror, at my erection. Why do I have an erection?! I tilted my head back and let the water run over my face and down my body. My cock twitched at the feeling of the cool droplets cascading down it. "Fuck." No use in trying to make it disappear by will. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and started pumping. I placed my other hand on the wall of the shower, leaning for support. The water made my hand slip easily up and down my shaft. I started panting as I felt the familiar clench in my stomach, anticipating my release. I pumped my fist harder until I was about to cum. Without warning, violet eyes flashed in my mind and I came violently. I stared down at the white liquid washing down the drain. I just…came…to the thought of that man's eyes. Something is definitely wrong with me.

I turned off the shower, the rushing sound turning into silence. My heavy breathing filled up the small bathroom. I felt heat rush to my face. Why am I getting embarrassed by myself? I dried off and jumped in the bed, snuggling deep under my covers. Violet eyes were the last thing in my thoughts before drifting to sleep.

The sun shining in through the small windows woke me from my slumber. I rolled on my side and glanced at the clock. Just before I could crawl out of bed, the loud beeping of my alarm went off, making me jump. I stood up and through on my usual black pants and white button up.

Walking to work felt different this morning, and that worried me. I felt…anxious. But for what? As I opened the door to the café, my eyes automatically wandered over to Tsukiyama's usual table. I shook my head, mad at myself. I'm just making sure he isn't here yet, that's all. He's such a nuisance. I walked in the back of the café and greeted Touka.

"You look like hell."

"So do you."

Touka glared at me. "Get to work."

I started my morning routine. Once the last thing on my list was checked off, I grabbed a slice of cake and a cup of coffee and went to one of the tables. Before I could reach my usual breakfast spot, I saw him. He was perched in his chair, watching me expectantly. His eyes bore into mine as he crooked a finger, telling me to come. I sighed in defeat and walked over to where I sat with him last night.

"Would you like for me to get you something?"

"We can share your cup of coffee." His grin looked evil. I'm pretty sure he has some ulterior motive. Creep.

"Fine." I plopped into the chair across from him and took a sip from my coffee then began digging into my chocolate cake. My eyes wandered up to Tsukiyama's face. The man's eyes were glowing. He reached for the mug and pressed it to his lips, letting out a soft moan. "I swear, if you're getting off by perverted thought right now, I will no longer talk to you."

Tsukiyama sputtered on the coffee in his mouth and quickly put the cup down. "You wouldn't…" His voice trembled.

He acts like it would be the end of the world. "I so would."

His eyes stopped glowing and he just stared intently at my face, like he was searching for something. "You don't hate me."

I almost choked on my cake. "Hahah! Says who?"

I watched the man in front of me raise his hand and lean forwards. Fingertips brushed my cheek gently. "Says the attention that you keep giving me, regardless of how odd I act, my sweet Kaneki." He lifted his finger to his mouth, chocolate icing coating the tip, and flicked his tongue over it. He wrapped his lips around his finger and sucked on it.

I felt something in my stomach churn and my body heated up…with…disgust? Yea, it has to be disgust. "I guess I don't hate you. But I definitely don't like you." I looked back down at my plate and continued eating.

"How about, since you don't hate me, let's do something when you get off work."

My mouth was full of cake, so it was hard to reply. "Nn-anks."

"Since you enjoy fighting, I know the perfect place."

My head lifted at the words. "What kind of place is it?"

A mischievous smile lit up his face. "You'll just have to see. It's a good thing you get off early today. I'll come get you then. It'll be a perfect date! Oh yea, since you didn't like my last one. Knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

"Theodore." He chuckled quietly to himself.

I closed my eyes and waited for the stupid ending. "Theodore who?"

"Theodore wasn't open, that's why I knocked." He burst into fits of laughter, holding his stomach and banging a hand on the table. After he finished laughing, he wiped a tear from his eye. "Merci moi. That was ungraceful. Anyways." Violet eyes locked with mine. The heat rushed back through my body. "Sweet Kaneki, à bientôt. "

I watched him leave, my heart pounding in my ears. This is going to be a long, hellish night.