Chapter 12
When he Coquets.
I spent the night messaging Uta till I fell asleep. My sleep wasn't long though since I woke up around two, I couldn't stay asleep anymore, I wanted to message Uta and tell him I was going to do some art but I was too nervous to do so. I wouldn't want to wake him up plus he did say he works in the night and the shop is open around 6pm to 4 in the morning and remains closed throughout the day. I frowned as I went to the kitchen stopping at Itori's room just to give a peek. I made myself a cup of coffee. When I was brewing it I spotted the light in Itori's room switched on and then off. Once I was done I went back to her room opening the door.
"Itori?"
"Hm?"
She looked tired.
"I saw…I saw your light come on I was wondering if I woke you up while I was in the kitchen."
"No I just, I was thinking about something regarding the shop, I forgot to make new orders."
"Oh, well I brewed a cup of coffee for you."
"Thanks Kaichi- what are you doing up so late for?"
"I wanted to go do some art, I wanted to get some work done- I have class today."
"Oh, did Kyle call you, I did some photoshoot yesterday and I saw your name put up for tonight."
"Oh errr…. maybe he will call later in the morning." I mumbled. She looked like she hadn't even slept a wink. She did look like she was worried about something as well since something was definitely on her mind.
"I'm sure the late orders won't affect the shop." I said concerned looking at her.
She turned to me smiling. "I'm sure as well, thank you for being so considerate Kaichi."
I smiled, "Drink the coffee before it gets cold, I put a lot of effort into getting those seed especially for you, it's the same as that café store at 39 boulevard, you better drink up."
She nodded as she smiled warmly at me. I know she loves the coffee at that café.
I smiled and rose up out the bed going to the door as I pulled it up gently behind me before going to my art studio. I rested the coffee on the small table.
What should I draw? Right now I was feeling something so strong, something so romantic. I wished I could cuddle Uta in his black leather couch, I needed to. So there was comfort. I also wanted to see Uta's eyes. I sighed. I shouldn't put him in my artwork. Not now-not yet. I pondered on something other than that. There were my kittens. Almost on cue I messaged Renji since I carried my phone with me apologizing for the time of the day I was messaging him then asked him how they were and finally encouraged him to let me know when I could visit and what I could assist with. I looked on my empty canvas. A small reflection of the masks at Uta's studio made me realize I wanted to paint something with mystery. Like that, I began sketching.
LATER THAT MORNING
"Okay so you want me to come by 7?"
"Yes darling, and you haaaaave to come today, you can't miss it, there is a double photoshoot going on and there is a girl dying to have her photo done with you~"
"Oh okay, I can't wait then."
"Of course you can't, like I said, $23,000."
"I know that's why I can't wait!"
I hung up on Kyle and continued going up the staircase to my art class. Once I reached, the first person I spot is Tyler.
"Tyler!" I said going to him as he is standing at his area with his art piece done to perfection.
"Hey, I haven't gotten a wink since the day you left. I pulled through to today. Its finnnnnnnnally done!" He said his face looked thin and exhausted but this was the norm. At least I knew that he worked really hard on this one. He lifted the sheet and the portrait of the Rasta man was definitely alive.
"Whoa….amazing." I said looking at it as it was done to perfection it was so neat and tidy.
"Yours, when did you do it?"
"Oh this morning."
"VANDEZ TYLER," Our Art Instructor said coming to me and Tyler looking at the piece, he had the grading paper in his hand. A couple students came around him looking at the piece while I stood there stepping closer to Tyler since other than him there was no else that I knew. Our Art Instructor said nothing he just stroked away on the grading sheet until he made some final scribble and signature.
"B+" He said looking at the piece with an uninterested gaze. "At least you managed to stay in the top 5 with the other Bs, now, last but not least Miss TERESSI KAISA"
Tyler smiled and so did I. He needed to stay in that top 5 he needed to maintain it. A Financial Scholarship was what he was on and if he lost it he would be out of school and trying to get a job since the family could not afford territory education.
"Yes sir" I said going to my area as I placed my work on the stand and sat down in the chair inhaling deeply giving a short prayer to my mother asking for her guidance and softening of my teacher's heart so he wouldn't be a prick. Something I always did since she was an artist like I was. A better one as well.
Once I reach my piece the crowd is around me and I'm not fazed. Tyler and I got extension dates on our work. We were the only in the class on scholarships. Still it was the only thing that allowed us to remember that we were special, other than that we were treated like scum and average students like everyone else. But honestly we never minded that.
I lifted the sheet and even I stood back looking at my finish piece.
An old man at the far left of the piece standing on a checkered pavement stretching to the horizon to meet a bright cloudy sky. It was a surrealism piece. The man wore a mask that covered his face. It was a clown mask. He wore a vibrant striped suit and had a cane in his hand. He held it in his hand stylishly looking all poised and nice. But from the right to left was a faded timeline of him as a child growing up to present-with the mask trying to remove it ripping and tearing it off until the stagnant and realistic pose of him happily with his unremoved mask. In the clouds are others in mask looking down at him but at the base laid disfigured and dismembered parts of humans. The title of my piece was Transition: The Sacrificial Struggle.
My teacher stood looking at it curiously. It had the Elements and Principles of Art as usual and had significance such as the contrast of the clouds with the base from a bright and carnival theme to the dark and morbid theme of death and murder. The symbolic timeline of the clown trying to remove the truth about it but instead sacrificed what he was. Yet mystery remained in why he did it and who were these people in the clouds. They looked like they were proud and accepting through body gestures and postures towards him but why were all their masks so mournful and why was his mask a regular clown face and what was about the mask that he wanted to remove so much.
"Can I take a picture?" I asked my teacher.
He nodded. I snapped the shot and sent it to Renji, for some reason I wanted him to see it I wanted to know how he felt about it since he was quite passionate about the things he saw in a piece when he looked at it.
"A-" my instructor said as he began making marks on the sheet and walked away.
"Am I allowed to keep it?" I asked him
"Let it stay here for two weeks, then you can have it back, if you want it so badly make a copy give us the new and keep the original. Don't mess it up."
"Yes sir."
I swallowed and exhaled. Gladly I didn't have to sacrifice the pieces I had at home.
Tyler and I went to a café afterwards and we had a nice lunch.
"It still upsets me. You painting something in 10 hours and made it to your 11:30 class and get an A-, I have been painting something for 9 days and got a B+. It goes to say the difference between an Artist with luck and a Prodigy. Hooow can I work on my skill?" He said frustrated.
"How about you just paint more, that's what I did, paint more often learn how to master it and trust me you will be working faster without even realizing it that's what happened with me. Before I realized it I was painting what would take me an entire day in 8 hours. You adapt more to the movement, you are able to pick up the flaws more easily and before you know it, it's like you see your painting from the out and the IN side."
He looked at me.
"Did something happen?" He questioned looking at me.
"What, why would you ask that?"
"You seem more talkative… more open, when I asked you to grab lunch together you would say no but you said-
" yes." I finished looking away blushing with a small smile. Home reminded me of Uta…thinking of him made me get flustered!
"Aumm, well…" I rose up and reached for the straw at his side since my straw had a slit.
"WHOAAA!"
I froze, "What?!"
"What is that on your neck!?"
"What?!"
"On your neck, you have this HUGE red mark on your neck"
I blinked sitting back down rubbing my neck, it never really hurt but I could feel the heat a little. Was this….Yesterday with Uta!
"I am taking you to the hospital –come!" He said rising up as he grabbed me out the café,
"Wait Tyler no its okay I-"
"Taxi!" He said raising his hand a taxi stopping and he pushed me inside.
"Where ya heading to"
"Hospital." Tyler said very worried as he closed the door. "Step on it!" He ordered.
10 minutes later.
I sat on the hospital bed in the room. Tyler literally brought me to the hospital rushed me to emergency and had me signed up to go in to the doctor immediately.
The door creaked open and a woman came inside.
"Okay baby girl what is the problem today?"
"Ummm….it's not really a problem. My friend he brought me here cause of this…" I pulled down my collar a little.
"Oh my god, Sweetheart what fell on you?"
"Fell?"
"A metal beam or something, how about hit, did someone hit you with a metal bat. Jesus Crist the blood looks like it has been there on the surface for more than six hours" she said checking it out I could feel her plastic gloves against my skin.
"Nothing hit or fell on me, I got it from my boyfriend, and it's a…love bite"
"Your boyfriend did this….."
"Yes….."
"Ya man?"
"Umm…yes"
"Really now"
"Y-yes"
"…"
"…"
"Sweetheart listen, our hospital works hand in hand with the government we are a trained health institution we have a psychology department that deals with abuses. There are no dry walls or video cameras here what happens in this room is confidential there is no need to lie okay sweetheart"
"Ex-Excuse me"
"It's okay, we have patients like you from time to time, what he said, did he say you were to lie and say it was a bed accident, he accidently hit you, was the sex too violent. Honey, how long has he been abusing you. We. Can. Put. Him. Behind bars."
I blinked. She had this completely mixed up. She was CONFUSEDDDDD. I swallowed.
"Yes aumm. He said that, he's my boyfriend but its okay I, I won't lie anymore." I bet play this out and not get Uta in trouble.
"That's right girl ain't no man gonna over power us woman. So what's he like how often does he beat you?"
"Once a day, well sometimes twice, he's alcoholic."
"Its allllllllllways the alcoholics. I swear I tell you these men want to put their hands on you the minute they drink a bottle. Wait, you must have got him back! A fine good looking ass woman like yaself you have to let me know if you got that boy baaaaack"
"O-Oh yeaaaaah" I said playing along as I felt her beginning to rub some cream on it and getting some first aid together.
"What ya do, cause you don't look like a fighting woman tho. Look like he be hitting you and you be telling him to go harder."
"W-Well, I cook his food and I clean his house so you know…..I used dried up vegetable to make his salads"
She gave me a deadpan face.
I swallowed, "A-And, his toothbrush, I use it to clean the toilet before he goes to work and watch him brush his teeth with it in the mornings"
"Ohhhhhhhh girl you doing him good!"
I looked to this ceiling. Women are evillllllll.
"So you wanna file the report."
"Huh no- I- I think I want to fight him back some more, remove the little man that's left in him, then walk all over that dignity."
"Yassss girl you gotta kill it before it breeds"
I nearly laughed.
"Well sweetheart that's you, get ya thing going. Oh. Ma momma taught me this one, you see those kitchen tiles you gotta wipe in the day time, take their underpants and rub it, rub it all ovvvvvvvva that, and the dog too. Wash the dog in a bucket and use the soapy water to fill the damn Head and Shoulder they treasure so much."
"Amen I got you."
"Hell yeah KaEsa, ma name Gorgina by the way come back when he in the earth I know someone who can run a few docs for you to make you become a nobody before you can resurrect again."
"No probs."
I walked out the room smiling as I went back to the waiting area that Tyler must have been.
"Oh you got it all bandaged up-great."
"Yeah, umm Tyler what does it mean to put 'someone in the earth' and 'become a nobody before you can resurrect again'"
"It means to murder a person and remove your identity to get a new one. Like get a way with cold-blooded murder without being caught."
I froze. She was a scaaaaaarrrry woman! BUT I LIKE HER!
I left Tyler and met Nico earlier than I was to.
"You're here so early!"
"Yeah-"
"Oh my balls, what is that horrid collection of cotton on your gorgeous neck."
"Oh I received a... aumm-"
"A what, did something bite piece of your neck off?"
"NOO!"
"Oh thank god then what the hell is that?" He questioned snapping a photo of a nude model.
"My…my boyfriend…"
Kyle head snapped around. "You have boyfriend?!"
I froze. The way his head snapped around you cannot tell me I was the only person that heard the cricking or either breaking of his bone. He should bed dead- right- RIGHT?! Am I the only person who heard the sound of a bone craking?! Holy shit he is still breathing and he seems okay so alright…..okay…..I think I need to go back to the hospital again something is wrong with my hearing.
"Yes."
"Well has he fucked you as yet?! How long has it been, please tell me he hasn't drilled you?"
"What?! It's only been 2 days…and aumm, we are sexual but we haven't had sex as yet why must he drill me?!"
"Oh well darling it's you, who can resist wanting to knock you up maybe once or twice, now tell me what's his name?"
"Ummmm" I blinked looking on Kyle very intimidating face, do it for Uta's sake. "His name is Terel"
Shit….
"Oh~ Seeeeexxxxxxy, that makes me just about want to beg him to make the relationship an open one. Can I have his number? Sounds like he packs a good length in his pants."
"Oh my god it's a child we are talking about!"
"Huh."
"I mean, he is very childish."
"Childish, then darling how does that explain when you say the relationship is sexual?"
"Well he is childish at time."
"Well what did he do sexually?"
I blushed. I went to his ears and summarized yesterday in some 4-6 sentences.
"He fingered you!"
"WHAT KYLE NOOO!"I said so embarrassed the people in the huge studio looking around.
"He never went inside me I just. This is why I never wanted to tell you!"
"No sweetheart I just-" he pouted, "I'm sorry….." he said with an apologetic frown, "Well have you seen him naked, or even shirtless?"
The very vivid image came in my mind. "Yes…he's s muscular firm chest not robust and stiff but leaned and relaxed muscles sculpted to flexibility and strength his arms are firm biceps are tight and his hand soft but muscular his torso his hard solid pack of six, v line is rigid and strong his thighs are thick and firm legs are average but calves are strong" I said the artist in me speaking. I have done months of perfecting the human body years ago in muscles and bone structure, trust me I could make a good description of a person chest and shoulder alone and proportion the rest of their body.
Kyle nods ferociously as he drools with a pen and paper in his hand. "Like this" he said raising the picture and I nodded. He was a little artist himself on paper even though his skills were behind the camera. But if we were talking about body figures here, if he saw the face of Uta he could line every inch of muscle with its shape and size perfectly on his body on a paper and just score a 20 out of 10 without much effort. Are all photographers like this or is it because Kyle is an amazing photographer, adept poser and extremely good at working with models and creating the perfect image for the perfect price?
"Widen here, make the waist a bit smaller with more rigid bone curves, take in the shoulders, and please do thicken the thighs a bit more my man isn't malnourished below the waist"
"My man she says~"
I blushed realizing the words myself, "well, he is mine."
"So like this then?" he said after making the adjustments
"Yesss"
"Of such sexiness. I want him!"
"He's mine."
"Ughh, fine, tell me about his dick, you must have seen that~"
"Kyllllllllle!"
"Well don't act like a virgin now."
"I'm not gonna- well yes I did see it."
"Andddddd"
I made a length with my hand.
"Your joking~"
"I'm nooot."
"Well he definitely will be drilling you no doubt!"
I covered my face. I couldn't keep this conversation with Kyle up any further!
"Terel, sexy built a length of 8 or 9 the world will never know his face- Of course only if you let me see him!"
"I can't! If I let you see him you will steal him!" I said defensively. I don't want you to steal my Uta. I have worked with Kyle enough to see his powers. He turns straight men gay! He is like a Ruby Rose if you stare at him too long as a girl it makes you rethink your S.O.
I got out my phone and message Uta since I was thinking of him.
Hey what are you up to?
7:11:24
MESSAGE SENT
I send the message. We had been texting each other lightly since morning. His response took a while.
Getting ready to open for work. Your phone client came earlier.
7:12:52
MESSAGE RECEIVED
I blushed. That Matsuki I was talking to on the phone.
Did he….question about…me?
7:13:13
MESSAGE SENT
"My girlfriend and I were trying to have sex when you called" I said to him. He laughed and apologized for intervening.
7:15:21
MESSAGE RECEIVED
My mouth dropped. Uta said something like that to his customer annnnd he just called me his girlfriend!
What sort of response did he give!?
7:17:10
MESSAGE SENT
A friend's response. We were trying to.
7:17:13
MESSAGE RECEIVED
We were?
7:17:17
MESSAGE SENT
Would you like to very soon, say Saturday, I know it's a Zoo but it could work.
7:17:19
MESSAGE RECEIVED
Stop teasing! And no, I actually want to sort of take it slow because I don't want to just, give in so easily, as much as I want to I want to get to know you, even more.
7:21:45
MESSAGE SENT
…Define No…
7:25:00
MESSAGE RECEIVED
No Penetration (Penetration)
7:25:06
MESSAGE SENT
I smiled waiting for his response he obviously was finding a way around me saying no. I gave lots of thought to how he was. If I was to stay ahead in this relationship, I would have to be one step ahead of him. No scratch that. I would have to be steps ahead of him.
I will take my time. Treat you like the woman and lady you are.
7:27:18
MESSAGE RECEIVED
I felt respected.
Thank you
7:28:54
MESSAGE SENT
We spoke a bit more. I told him about my artwork sent him the picture and he wanted to by my art piece so now I had three copies to do. One for myself, one for the market and one for Uta. Once photo shoot was over I got the money I worked hard for, I went to a DIFFERENT grocery store and got some little groceries. I also bought something unusual. Condoms.
Just in case….just in case.
This lifestyle of mine, ever so peaceful and with its few little ups and downs and imperfections here and there, how was I able to know that all this would change in a matter of days, how was I to know that from now on….everything was going to be different?
Okay so first off I wanna say sorry, I have been writing these chaps with a huge error. For some reason at my point of research I renamed Nico as Kyle. My readers my apology- this entire time Kaisa and Itori's boss is Nico (who I have been calling Kyle) who is a member of the clowns and was affiliated with Aogiri Tree. I recently restarted Tokyo ghoul just to get my paws down on Uta's character and I realized and I was like crap crap crap crap crap! So once again my apologies from now on I will be changing Kyle to Nico.
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