Hello, readers. I am baaaack! Yay! Woo! Yeah! Celebrate! So, Ive been away doing some business, and would like to make up for my absence. But I cannot do so without responses to your wonderful reviews!

xxxDreamingflowerxxx: yeah…no. I got confused myself. I realized what happened, fixed it, and now it should be better. Sorry bout that. Also tried and found some of those spelling you noted. Also, the clowns were lured because they ran the 13thward (practically) and they felt the need to be apart of it. But! I still love your reviews. Theyre long, and help fix mistakes in this fanfic. Thank you lots!

Ultimo fearo: ohyeah! Badass kaneki! Im trying to put some action to this, even if its in the hurt/comfort/romance genre(s). Glad you like it. Also, don't worry about touka. She'll be fine. It part of the plot. And it will work wonders on the plot, too!

Delta maurader: wait the chapter or…the touka thing…?

Qchronicles: YOU ARE HOLY SHET!

Spinoff: good to know you like this so much! And I don't believe that kurona and nashiro were killed, i think they were just hurt really bad. I should probably go check…

Daliapv perez: surprise! So last chapter surprised you? Well, that's a good thing if it did! Hopefully this one will, too!

So, I have now replied, and will now give you a chapter to read!

Kaneki bit into the flesh of his foe, the blood pouring into his mouth and filling it with warmth. The flesh was tender, mushy, no muscle or not a lot. It even tasted good, unlike the other bitter ghouls he'd eaten. In front of him was a dying Itori, her breathes coming on shaky. He leaned down after swallowing her hand.

"Tsk tsk, don't die yeeeet." He told her in a voice like Rize's. Itori smiled and chuckled in shaky breathes.

"You…s-sound just like Rize…" This made Kaneki snap, his eyes glinting with evil. He leaned down and simply whispered in a voice that spelt death, "Where is Kanou?" And then he took her around the waist, and ripped out her kagune sack. She screamed in utter pain as he dropped her organ on the ground. He grabbed her shaking body and hugged it in mock empathy.

"Shhh shh shh sh…" And with that, he knocked her unconscious. He picked her up and walked over to Roma, who was also panting.

"I didn't expect you, of all people, to join with these assholes." He told her simply. Before she could do anything more, Kaneki stabbed his rinkaku in her head, brain matter splattering everywhere. He picked up itori and started heading towards the exit, before he was interrupted by Kurona and Nashiro.

"Are you going to go find papa?" Kurona asked with a tilt of her head. Kaneki just stared at her before moving on. He walked out into the open, the light pouring into his vision.

A scream was heard through out an underground lair. The room from which it emitted from was a cement room, the walls checkered in black and red. It was large, and yet in the middle there were two people. One was a man and another, a girl. One had blonde hair, the other had purple hair. The sound of metal piercing flesh resounded and the girl screamed. The blonde laughed.

"Wa hahaha! Yamori was right! This is fun! Well, that's all for today. I'll give you time to get better…" and with that, the boy rolled the cart out of the room and shut the metal doors.

The purple haired girl looked at her tattered clothes. They were torn, just as she was. She was weak. Pathetic. She looked at the blood on the ground. She was told by Naki that Kaneki had been through worst, and that if she made lived the first four days he would tell her what went down in that room. She had always wanted to know. But she never asked when she got the chance. She always yelled at him. And this was only day two.

She looked up at the ceiling, tears brimming on the edge of her eyes, "Was this what you went through, Kaneki-kun?"

Hinami was sitting at a table, her hands clutching her clothes. She was furious and sad. She was losing so much now. She thought it had ended, but apparently it didn't. The 13 year old looked up as the door opened and Nishiki and Yomo came in. They both sat down and looked at the each other before talking.

"Hinami, we're going to have you stay here." Yomo told her in his apathetic tone. Hinami gasped wide eyed before nodding in understanding. Before they could continue though, she looked up and asked them one thing.

"Please make sure the onee-chan will comeback! I don't want onee-chan to go through what onii-chan went through!" She shouted as she clutched at her skirt more.

"We will be certain to make sure she doesn't. Nishiki." Yomo then looked to the boy and he nodded.

"Uta-san said he would gladly come along, but Itori isn't joining. Or Roma. They seem to have gone missing," Nishiki summed up the situation, "we will be able to go at dawn."

Yomo nodded, "Hinami is to stay here under a friends protection." Hinami wondered who it would be, and the door answered her question.

In walked in a man with a brown leather jacket, and nice black pants. He wore a baseball cap and had brown shaggy hair.

"This is Clark. He was one of our old employees. He quit a while back, but he helped with some of Antieku's troubles." Yomo stated to everyone.

"Hello, seems like I'll take it from here." Clark waved and the other two left the room. He sat down on the couch across from Hinami, the girl not bothering to look at him. So, the man decided to start a conversation after about 15 minutes.

"So, I heard you had a onii-chan. Can you…tell me what he was like?" This caused Hinami to wince a bit, and the man felt a little bad.

"Sorry if it's a sore subject for you-" he was cut off by Hinami talking.

"He was a great onii-chan. He still is, even if I haven't seen him. He used to have black hair, until Aogiri took him."

"Oh, so those bastards took him?"

Hinami nodded, "We went to save him, but he was…different. He was still loving and caring, just…more violent. H-his hair went from black…to white." Clark jumped at this bit and thought for a bit. Then he remembered his friend, Haise. He had white hair and was currently missing.

He scooted closer before asking the question, "Did he have an eyepatch?"

Hinami went wide eyed with a small smile on her face, "You know onii-chan?!" and the conversation kicked from there.

Kaneki was pacing back and forth in a dark room, Itori in a chair across from him. She was quietly giggling to herself as blood was pouring from her ear. He finally stopped and punched the wall behind him.

"Damn it," he shouted as blood dripped from his knuckles for a few seconds, "why…why did you conspire with those tyrants, hmm? For fun?! Was that it?!" he stared at Itori who started to laugh maniacally. He clenched his teeth and knelt down to get face to face with Itori. He had just found out that Peirrot "teamed up" with Aogiri, and had decided to kill off the remaining Antieku survivors. They had taken Touka, and were going to put her through the same hell he went through.

"You have taken my life from me, my family, my friends…for that you will die." And with that he decapitated Itori, her head rolling across the floor as a centipede came out of her ear. He looked over to the desk that his mask lay, and put it on. Hey left Itori's body to rot in the dark room as he went to go save his family. The family he knew were still alive.

Yomo and Nishiki were sitting outside of a sewage entrance, waiting for their back up. They were trying to infiltrate the Aogiri base and get Touka and Ayato out. And how they knew this was the base? Because with a ghouls sense of hearing and smell, it was obvious. And the screams could be faintly heard. They waited another fifteen minutes before they heard the rustling of bushes behind them. Uta had appeared behind them with blood on his hands.

Yomo just looked at him as Nishiki asked with a growl, "What took you so long?"

Uta just looked at Nishiki, "I got hungry for some eyeballs…" they got ready to storm the place, but then one of the sewage lines under the road above broke. Two red tendrils came out, followed by a body of black and white. He retracted the tendrils as the lid of the sewage line spun around before dropping with a loud bang. Two Aogiri came out to investigate. The three ghouls watched intently as the black and white figure jumped down and took them out with stabs to the chest.

They didn't see the figure up close, but they saw one thing that struck them the most. That white hair. It flowed through the wind with fluency. He turned towards their direction and their hearts stopped. Well, at least Nishiki's. The white haired boy walked into the sewage that lead to the Aogiri "nest", and after they lost sight of him they followed.

As they were walking down the sewage line, Nishiki asked who that was.

"Even I am not sure. He had the scent of many ghouls on him." Yomo stated apathetically. Nishiki looked at Uta, who wore a frown on his face.

"What about you, Uta-san?" Uta looked up from his trance only to look back down and shrug. Soon, Yomo signaled them to stop. He sniffed the air and they stayed that way for a bit. The smell of blood was strong. Really strong. They stopped until the saw someone stumbling down the hallway. He was in the Aogiri cloak, but his face was different. It was the face that showed the ultimate fear. Before he could come any closer, a red tendril came and stabbed him through the chest and pulled him back. Yomo and Uta just stood there while Nishiki felt as if he could pass out any moment. They continued to walk forward, hoping to find it soon.

Kaneki walked down the sewage line. He knew that Yomo and Nishiki were following them, and Uta was with them. He didn't want to provoke Uta, though, as Yomo would probably defend him. He kept walking. He knew she was here. He knew where. And he know who he would kill. As he walked in he finally made it to the underground base. They made it look a lot like Kanou's lab, and Kaneki decided to take the time to stay in the shadows. He climbed the wall and looked around, until he noticed Naki exit a pair of doors. His cart was with him, Kaneki crawled over to the door. This was it. When he would come back, but only for a short while.

Touka was sitting in the room, it being the third day of her torture. Naki had left her scarred, he didn't cut off her toes. No, he kept stabbing and stabbing and stabbing and stabbing. Touka clutched her face. She started to cry. The tears streamed down her face as she wanted nothing more than to return home. She heard the metal doors open, this time slowly. She heard footsteps, and imagined Naki walking in with plyers in hand. The blood covering her over and over again.

The figure was over her now, she could see his shadow. Touka felt the breath on her neck and slowly looked up. In front of her wasn't Naki, but someone she had longed for…

"K-ka…Kaneki-kun!"

Dun dun duuuuuuun. Well, this was interesting. Took me awhile but I finally got it done! Woo hooo! Yay! Disco party! Torture! Told you, no white haired Touka, Even though that gave me an idea for a new fanfiction (snicker snicker). Anyways, I will be able to type more now, and hopefully this is a great chapter! Also, hint hint, next chapter is gonna put the TOUKEN into this Fanfiction! See you all next chapter!