I glanced at the clock on the wall and felt an uneasy churn in the pit of my stomach. Tsukiyama will be here any moment to get me. The sun just set and the darkness slowly seeped in the windows of the café. I washed my hands and folded up my apron, placing it under the counter in the break room. Before I had a chance to walk out, I heard him.

"Is Kaneki-kun here, by chance?"

I headed towards him before my boss could reply. "I'm here."

Those violet eyes seemed to spark with… desire? No, no, no. Then again, I wouldn't put it past the pervert to have dirty thoughts every time he sees me. I walked out the door, hearing the chime ring above my head, and headed outside, not bothering to wait for the man behind me. Feeling a hand brush against the back of mine, I jumped and spun around. "You're walking too close!"

Tsukiyama grinned wickedly and tilted his head. "Non, Kaneki-kun. I'm not close enough. Wouldn't you agree?"

With those words, he trailed his fingers up my spine and brushed softly against the nape of my neck. I felt heat rush to my face. "Quit trying to molest me. Where are we going?"

With a sigh, he replied, "Underground."

What the hell does that mean? I pondered his answer as we walked side by side, deeper into the darkness of the night. We reached an area of town where there were no more street lights and the buildings around us seemed abandoned. I didn't have to ask to realize where we were. This part of town is off limits unless you don't mind a stab wound. Great, this psycho is taking me even further into the creepy part of town. We rounded a corner, into an alley, and stopped in front of a gate at the end. It had a chain around it and a lock. Before I could think too much on how we were supposed to go through, Tsukiyama pushed open the whole gate, lock and post included, open. My mouth gaped open at the sight before me.

There wasn't any more trash littered on the ground, no more broken bottles or blood stains, and no more abandoned buildings. The shitty gate opened to a field, full of lush grass and a cobble pathway that led to a white mansion. "Has this always been here?! How come I've never seen this before? Does anyone know about this place?"

I glanced over at the man beside me. He was watching me intently with a smile playing across his face. "Do you like?"

"Do I like? I don't know. I'm kind of too caught on the fact that there is a mansion like this hidden at the end of an alley in the abandoned part of town!"

"Well, stop thinking and just follow me. You know how to fight, yes?"

I looked over at him with curiosity peaking my interest. "Yes."

"Good. Then you will do just fine. Come."

I followed Tsukiyama down the pathway to the large, wooden front doors. Instead of knocking, he just pushed it open like he owned the place. Voices and laughter filled the air around us as we walked inside. Before I got the chance to marvel at the velvet curtains, antique furniture, or marble columns, Tsukiyama led me to a flight of stairs going down, deep into the ground. The voices became louder as we descended. Upon reaching the bottom, I could see a crowd of people dressed in their finest clothes gathered around the large room. In the middle of the room was a large man with his shirt ripped to shreds, showing scars all over his tanned skin. Blood stained the man's jeans and trickled down his body to the concrete floor.

I turned to face Tsukiyama. "So, now what?"

He glanced down at me and leaned in close to my face. "Now you can fight." He shoved me away from the crowd and into the circle with the crazed-looking man.

My adrenaline immediately pulsed through my veins. A beefy hand swung towards my head and my instincts took over. I ducked and kicked the man's legs out from under him. Before he had time to grasp what was happening, I pounced on top of him and let my knuckles repeatedly fly into his face. I could hear the crowd around us roaring and the man's facial bones cracking with each blow. Arms wrapped around me from behind, dragging me off of the man. A strong punch landed in my stomach, knocking the wind from my lungs. I tried to wring myself free from the intruder's clutch, but they were much stronger than me. I knew what needed to be done. I grit my teeth and slammed my head backwards, hearing a crunch. The arms around me loosened and I sprang free, turning on my heels to take the person down. There were two more men. I waited for them to attack. As soon as a hand came towards me, I grabbed a hold of it and twisted it as hard as I could, then bring my elbow down, insuring an even break. The man grunted in pain as his arm fell limp to his side. I was grabbed again and held chest to chest with the other man. I leaned in and took the flesh of his jugular between my teeth. I ripped with all my might. Blood squirted out onto my face and ran down my white button up, staining everything crimson. I continued breaking bones and tearing flesh until all of my opponents were down for the count.

I breathed heavily and wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand. Arms wrapped around me and my feet came off from the floor. I twisted my neck so I could see who it was, already knowing damn well who it was. Sure enough, Tsukiyama's delighted face came into view.

"Put me down!"

"Oh my sweeeeet Kaneki, you did magnifique!" He purred in my ear and spun me around. "Let's go to my house and shower you off."

Without setting me down, despite my constant wiggling, he walked up the stairs and out of the mansion. At the end of the pathway and in front of the alley's entrance, a black shiny car awaited. He sat me down in the passenger seat and then walked around and got into the driver's seat.

I relaxed against the leather seats. "So how did this fancy ass car magically appear? And why couldn't we use it to get here in the first place? Is it yours or did you steal it?"

"Oh, dear Kaneki-kun. If I stole it, wouldn't that still make it mine?"

I sighed. He completely ignored all of my questions. I'm starting to get use to his weird words and actions. "Where do you live?"

He chuckled and sped down a winding road. "You sure are in a talkative mood. You usually try to bat me away as if I were a fly."

I give up. I'm done asking him questions. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. The whole interior of his car smelled like roses. It was rather relaxing. I began to remember getting a whiff of roses the first couple of times I talked to him. What a girly smell. But still, it was a relaxing smell. I opened my eyes when the purr of the engine shut off. Another grand mansion, huh? I climbed out of the car and followed Tsukiyama inside. He led me upstairs to what I assumed was his room. Two large glass doors leading to a balcony was the first thing that caught my eye. The moon was shining inside of the room, just barely lighting everything up. The second thing that caught my eye was the king size bed, complete with white silk covers and a white canopy overflowing from above. This man had taste, apparently. I continued to follow him through the bedroom and into an oversized bathroom. A clawfoot tub sat in the corner next to a window overlooking a field lit up by the moon. The tub was calling my name.

Without thinking about it, I turned on the water and began stripping off my red stained clothes. Standing completely bare, I placed a toe in the water and hissed as the heat seeped all the way through my body. I let the rest of my body follow and sunk into the steaming water. I closed my eyes in bliss, forgetting all about the pervert watching me.

"Nice, isn't it?"

My eyes shot open as small waves danced across the surface of the water and splashed against my chest. "Get out! What the fuck are you-?! Why are you-?!" I squeezed my eyes in frustration. Of course! As soon as I began to relax, this idiot would interrupt me and hop in butt-ass naked next to me.

Tsukiyama slid under the water further and stretched his legs out, trapping me between them. "Just relax, sweet Kaneki. You deserve a nice hot bath."

"Yea! But not with you in it too!" As he rested his hands against his thighs and sunk even further, I sighed in defeat. "Fine. But if you scoot any more under the water, your junk will touch mine, and I'm not cool with that."

Those violet eyes popped open and a fire of lust burned within them. Oh fuck. He didn't think about it, did he? I just gave him the idea… This man is going to end up without his balls.

Before I could threaten him once more, his legs around me tightened and his ankles locked around my waist, pulling me forwards. I shot my hand out to catch myself from leaning closer to him, which was a huge mistake. Instead of finding the tub, my hand landed on his thigh. I panicked and retracted my hand, another huge mistake. Without having anything to put my weight against, my body fell into his. I completely froze. His erection was sliding against my cock and his chest was rubbing against mine. The more I moved, the more friction was caused. I started panting. What a lewd situation. It's not like I found the man attractive, he's so weird, but I am a man, and feeling something rubbing against me is bound to make me hard. My mind went blank as his hips rolled, pushing his erection against me. I could feel it. My cock was filling with desire. Dammit. He's going to think it's because I want him.

"Stop moving," I said through gritted teeth.

He whispered into my ear with a sensual husky voice. "Make me."

Arms wrapped around my waist and the body under me shifted. My legs slipped and I ended up straddling Tsukiyama. Our faces were nearly touching. I could feel our breaths mingling together and fanning across my face. The sweet fragrance of roses radiated off of him. My heart started pounding loud enough for him to hear. I felt heat rush to my face. Then I felt it, his heart. I could feel it hammering in his chest, pressed against me. It seemed to vibrate throughout my whole body and my legs shook. What is this feeling? He seemed to be aware of his thunderous heart, but instead of being embarrassed, he gave me a sultry look and leaned up into me. My breath became stuck in my lungs; I couldn't breathe in any air. Time seemed to freeze. I watched his face close the distance. I don't know why, but I squeezed my eyes shut. Fire touched my lips and I gasped at the feeling. He took that moment to plunder into my mouth, setting my tongue on fire. Everything burned. He tasted…sweet. My mind was completely blank but my body knew what to do. My tongue pushed against his, making the body underneath me shiver slightly. I pushed into the kiss and tilted my head so I could taste more of his sweetness. My tongue plunged deeper. A hand wrapped around my erection and I hissed at the sensation. I felt as though I'd been craving this touch my whole life. My hips bucked into Tsukiyama's tight fist. My mind became frenzied. His lips were unyielding as he pumped me. I moaned into his mouth. If he kept this up, I was surely going to cum soon. Then I remembered his own erection. I slid my hand down his stomach until I reached his throbbing member. I grabbed it tightly and began sliding up and down it. His own moans escaped his lips and his body shook under me. His pumps quickened, so my pumping quickened. We were both groaning in pleasure. I pulled my mouth away from his and started panting. My vision became blurry and my stomach clenched with anticipation. His head fell back with a loud moan as he released, I followed quickly after.

After I caught my breath, I stood up and got out of the tub with him following. I glanced back at him, his face still flushed and legs shaky, and said, "That was once. Don't try that again."

His mouth fell open in shock. "Non! I didn't do anything! You started it!" Then he grabbed my wrist to prevent me from walking away. "Why just once?" His voice was nothing more than a whisper.

I pulled my wrist away from his grasp. "You're not my type."

As I grabbed a towel and began drying off, I heard his voice from behind me. "Then tell me what is your type."

I turned around and faced him. "Anything but you, Tsukiyama."

I could see the hurt in those violet eyes and I immediately regretted my words. Shit. I raked a hand through my hair and thought back to when we first met. I reached deep into my mind to remember what his full name was. Shuu. I placed a hand on his shoulder and stared into the violet stormy eyes. "I'm sorry, Shuu. I was kidding."

His eyes widened and the pulse on his neck looked like it quickened. He really does like me, huh? A hand was placed on top of mine and a smile lit up his face. "You called me Shuu. Does that mean you like me?"

"You would say that… Listen, thanks for the bath but I have to go home now."

"You don't have work tomorrow. Stay the night with me. It's already very late."

"As long as you won't touch me while I sleep…"

With those words, his smile grew and bloomed from ear to ear. His face took on a wicked look. I have a feeling I'm going to regret this too.