Tokyo Ghoul and all it's affiliated characters are property of Sui Ishida.
Major plot twist. Please enjoy.
Chapter 22
Pre- Encounter
I walked down the sidewalk boastfully as I burned with anger. Two weeks Uta and you dare to not even call me of anything. I have been avoiding asking Itori since lately about you but you disappeared even from her sights. Today I was going to turn the tables with you. Let you know that two can play the game.
I opened the door of the HySy as I heard the shuffling on the other side. I stole some clothes from Itori going a bit undercover. I left my phone in the apartment; I literally had a handbag of chips and some intimate stuff. Just in case my plan worked. Plus the handbag was the one I stole from Itori's clothing line borrowing her business classy look that matched the 5 inch heels, a pencil tight high way skirt and a tucked in dress shirt with my hair combed over to one side and a pair of big sexy sunglasses.
Almost like he knew it was me he leaned against the door his hands folded over his chest as he looked at me.
"You picked up my scent right?" I said with a small smile recalling one of the many skills of a ghoul.
"Kaisa why are you he-"
"You like my disguise? The look actually fits me."
"You're ignoring me."
I turned around resting my bag on the counter and removed the glasses. "You know, I miss you. A lot." I looked back around looking at him. "You know, it's so hard to not have you with me." I mumbled feeling my face get a little warm.
He looked around the store sighing deeply running his hand through his hair. He was working and I could see it. I spotted the table behind him with some dyed leather and stuff maybe he was sewing a mask or tailoring an old one either way I wasn't surprised if these past few days he was drowning himself in work.
"You can leave now. I'll have a cab bring you back to the ap-"
I pressed my lips against his grabbing his sweater gripping it in my fist as I held on tightly keeping his mouth against mine. I pulled away looking into his eyes.
"Don't reject me, don't push me away." I whispered mesmerized in his gaze. "I did all this for you, undercover and making this daring move, I was with Itori and we have been together for years, I am filled with enough conviction and deserved to be killed just by knowing her -what difference will you make. They will not get between the bond Itori and I have and with definitely get between the feelings I have for you."
My hands released his sweater as my palm gently ran over his chest. I inhaled the scent of his body. This masculine rawness of blood, ink, paint and sweat. My knees literally felt weak, just how many days have I imagined touching him like this.
I want you.
His hands rest on mine and I felt him pushing them away. I held his hand and wrapped it around my waist.
"Don't reject me, plea-se." Shit, I'm losing face. The tears were building up in my eyes and my voice cracked as begged him.
"Kaisa you're making it hard, to not want to hold you, do you know that?" he mumbled his hands moving over my body to my face.
I looked at him blinking the tears away staring into his eyes as mine travelled to his lips.
He pulled me to his face our lips meeting as our kiss escalated quickly into a saucy entanglement as our tongues clashed against each other.
He pulled away as I breathed heavily feeling my body becoming so demanding for more.
He face palmed cursing under his breath I could see he didn't want to give in but I wanted him to I wondered what exactly would I have to do to make him stop fighting it. Just release the animal in you- stop holding back!
I felt flustered because of him and as I watched him look down on me probably wondering what to do with me I felt my libido racing almost like a 200 meter dash just trying to build so much leverage in speed that will come crashing down once I hit my limit and I know of course at that point it would feel so damn good.
"Uta please, it's unbearable," I whisper looking at him and he grins and looks away and I can see he is probably more flustered than I am. I somewhat feel like those were magic words. He does love teasing I know it's a treat when I beg so maybe….maybe I should.
I take his hand pulling him to the counter and I feel him against me as he pushes me against the granite surface and hoist up my skirt. His body against mine and he pulls apart my clothes pulling down my bra and unzipping my skirt as I feel it ride all the way up to my waist.
"I'm sorry, I know yo-you don't want to do it." I mumble as I feel his body lean against mine and I feel his hands between my legs as he lifts my leg gripping it in his hand.
"I should be apologizing I might be a little rough." He says as his other hand comes around my waist and squeezes my breast pinching my nipple between his fingers making me gasp and reflexively arch my back against him.
It's no use. I can't hold back when he hasn't touched me for days. It's like everywhere is sensitive and everything is just too much to bare. As he enters my grip on the counter tightens and when he begins to move I start moaning as I literally can't fight against him, or his body….or the way he starts thrusting.
My alarm clock makes me jump up opening my eyes as I look around in my room. It was a dream. It was a damn dream. It has been two weeks but I'm not even allowed the freedom to leave my apartment without supervision. Now with me having this dream I am only left with sadness, loneliness and a definitely damp underwear.
"Kaichi! Are you up?"
"I am now…"
"You seemed to be dreaming about Uta, when I went in the room earlier for laundry you were moaning his name in your sleep."
"No way…" I said blushing deeply as I took up my just brewed coffee having a sip. The dream suddenly skims the surface of my mind as I push it aside but it fights back going to the granite counter scene as it savagely fucks my brain and takes over my entire mind making me solid red as I sip my hot coffee burning my tongue. Fuck you- you damn revolting perverted dream. As good and erotic as you are…oh dammit I need to get it out of my head!
"Gosh you miss him. She can't live without you Uta."
I giggled leaning against the island. "Your right I can't. Miss him so badly." I add rising up and getting ready to go training.
"Your ass looks fatter Mrs. Squatting~"
"Wahhhhh, well I do practice 50 squats a day. It has been feeling firmer."
"Indeed, if only you could expand that rack."
"My rack is perfection!" I retorted walking away with my pride.
"Is it now? Come, touch a real rack- you know you want to."
I blushed. My hand reached out and touched her boob.
"How does a real rack feel."
"Real…" I mumbled. I cuddled her resting my face on her chest. "I want real racks."
I froze. Nooooo! I was hypnotized! I was fighting so well by walking away but the realness pulled me. So soft…so pillow –like. I want to stay here.
In training I was more and more accustomed to fighting. My defenses where good and according to Shinohara I had good reaction time.
"Your improvement is commendable don't you think so too Amon?"
Amon was busy doing some lifts but at the sound of Shinohara's question he paused and rose up.
"Miss Terresi is surely learning."
I smiled. Once training was done I was so relieved of all the work and hassle. I felt happy to be complimented on my work and effort I did feel like I learned a lot since the past two weeks.
"No, that's all." I said looking at Amon who had the four donuts in his hand.
"What, what happened to the 27 donuts a day?"
"That is extremely way too much sweetness. You will get fat. I've lowered it to just 6."
"Miss Terresi this is wrong, it's a crime, I want my 27 donuts." I blinked looking at him. This is the first I have seen him this bothered.
"No more sweet donuts." I said firmly. Like it or not I was not going to promote hypertension.
"Miss Terresi let's try something more advanced." Shinohara said as I looked up to the combat floor giving Amon his treats as I went up the three steps removing my shoes as I stepped onto the rubber flooring. Something new…interesting.
"What are we doing?" I asked as I saw him get serious his 'ever-kind' and smiling expression changing.
"Your defense and offense is good but I think it's time I teach you how to attack critically."
I raised an eyebrow giving him the 'what-are-you-talking-about' look as he signaled for me to come at him.
I charged wisely aiming for his legs something I learnt that most ghouls wouldn't expect as he blocked and in the gist of the moment his hand slammed down to my leg luckily missing as I pulled away quickly getting to my feet.
The sound of the contact his hand made with the floor caused me to swallow as I defended myself catching my breath and controlling my shock as I came to realization that if I hadn't moved my leg he would have clammed down on my ankle and sprain it. That attack was too dangerous.
"W-What if I never moved my leg?"
"Your reflexes are good, I anticipated you dodging it."
My eyes widened in disbelief, "But still if I-"
"Miss Terresi a ghoul isn't going to wait for you to move your leg."
I swallowed. So he was pretending to be a ghoul. Ha-ha- Then at least pretend to try and hurt me- don't attempt it for real!
Now I realized why this was attacking 'critically'. I needed to land a serious attack on my opponent. Now that I thought back to my attack, in the alley when I stepped on the ghoul' face injuring him- that would have been my critical attack, but how do you critically attack an actual ghoul? If this was a ghoul like in the alley it would buy time to dislocate a joint most preferably in his lower half so I would have time to escape. However if this was a ghoul like Renji who I witnessed while sparring with Uta when I was at his place accidentally breaking his hand by blocking the force of Uta's attack heal in literally under a minute, how would I even have time to decide to escape?
"Attack."
I swallowed. I can't kill a ghoul. I can't harm a ghoul with just physical attack I would need a weapon or something, my basic martial arts was nothing.
I charged at him as in the midst of attacking Shinohara's hand landed on my head before I can even touch him.
"The strength of a ghoul is remarkable. Miss Terresi right now you are dead," He said turning to me with a smile as I blinked from behind his hand on my face as he moved it away slowly and I swallowed, "your skull is crushed, you fall to the ground and you are therefore dead- defeated."
I frowned. How could I have even been so open?
I sit humbly as he scolds me and then teaches me about my openings but I couldn't shake off the thought that I was weak. Against a common ghoul I could escape. But against a real ghoul, a full-fledged ghoul, I couldn't do much.
"Can you train me with a weapon?"
"A weapon?" He said as he sat down looking at me, "Why the sudden request?"
I paused looking at him as I turned to the weaponry area at the side of the gym spotting Amon training with one as I looked back to my sensei with a serious expression.
"No matter how good I become in Martial Arts I am not sufficient in defense if I come in contact with an actual ghoul. Shinohara-san you taught me that ghouls are on different levels, what if I face a strong ghoul…how will I land a proper attack to escape or to buy time? I want to learn with a weapon. I don't want to just defend. I want to attack."
He looked at me staring long and hard as he suddenly released a loud sigh making me stare with a blank expression. Okay?
"Miss Terresi that's supposed to start in the next two weeks, do you want to rush critical offense?"
"What's the difference? I might as well start now while I'm this dedicated. I don't believe as someone being targeted I have the choice with unpredictable time as to when I would be attacked. You said I was commendable...so I believe I'm therefore good enough."
He nodded and rose up signaling for me to follow as I got up following him over to weaponry as I looked at the many different weapons.
"Hmm, no…no…no…"
I looked at him as he picked and choose of what was most suitable. I do not want anything close range, I doubt I was good at far ranged objects I had horrible aim.
"A sword"
"Samurai," I said grinning as I took the sword he handed to me.
"Your close range is good."
"But I don't like close range." I said with a pout as I am convinced I actually like no range at all.
"Let's begin." he said taking a wooden sword himself as we went back to the training ground's prepared to begin.
Training day slowly passes like all the others as I stand outside the building waiting for the car to come around from the parking lot and drop me home. Once I get to my apartment I begin dinner and have a shower as I know Itori won't be home till around late 9.
I sit before the TV with my plate of food and my phone watching animal planet as I checked my messages seeing if there was anything new. Nothing…the usual. I ate and got comfy in the couch covering myself with the blanket as I decided to go to sleep. What was the point? He wasn't calling. He never visited. He never messaged or even told Itori anything to say to me. He sees her frequently though. I close my eyes falling asleep thinking about him.
The door creaked open and my eyes open as I sit up hearing the footsteps enter my apartment. That's not Itori. I reached for the fork as I moved slowly.
"Miss Terresi?"
I paused. It was one of my bodyguards. "What is it?" I glanced at the clock I've only been asleep for a little over half an hour.
"A ghoul was killed in front of the apartment building a few minutes ago, we are looking into the-"
My eyes widened. A ghoul was killed 'in front' of my apartment building. I went to the balcony opening the doors as I stepped out the cold air hitting me along with the sound of siren and a crowd below.
Not a human. A ghoul…a ghoul. This meant-
I turned running to my door putting on my sneakers as I ran out my apartment ditching the elevator and taking the stairs disregarding the man shouting at me as I ran as fast as I could. Once I'm out the building a few eyes turned to me but I quickly ran through the crowd as I sprinted down the streets.
What the hell am I doing?
My heart was moving on its own accord but I knew….I had people protecting me…I had people other than CCG watching me…I had them…I had him.
I stopped as I tried to catch my breath in the park resting my hands on my knees breathing heavily as I was sure once I left this park and bent the corner I would reach the pathway that led straight to Uta's. I gripped my chest trying to breathe calmly as I rose up swallowing and mastering my heartbeat as I looked around my surroundings.
Suddenly I hear shuffling as I look into the trees to see someone turn around. Renji.
I ran to him wrapping my arms around him as I closed my eyes. I knew it. I knew it I knew it I knew he was here.
"Kaisa- what are you doing out of the apartment?"
I felt my eyes water as I blinked away the tears. "It was you right, you killed the ghoul in front my apartment, it was you right?"
Renji looked at me pausing as he released my arms around him stepping away. "Yes, but…their coming."
"W-Wait…where is Uta?"
"He sent me." He ran off vanishing like thin air as I stood looking in the abyss of darkness as the breeze blew and I felt my hair fluttering in the wind as I looked up into the night sky.
"Miss Terresi- why did you run off?!"
I turned around to see three CCG officers as I could hear the police sirens as two cops came onto the scene out of breath in worse condition than the CCG as one had a barking dog and the other a flashlight as they looked around.
"I….got scared. A ghoul was killed in front of my apartment and I….got scared…so I ran away…" I mumbled as I couldn't even look at them. I was so close to crying right now.
When I entered the apartment Itori was in the living room on the phone. I am so zoned out as I played the scene over in my head.
A ghoul was killed in front of my apartment, a ghoul.
Renji was close by…but…Uta sent him?
A ghoul's body was however found dead directly before my apartment?
I went into the kitchen reheating the food as I pulled some carrots out the fridge putting some water to boil. My mind was moving on its own as I thought over the entire ordeal itself as I began cutting the carrots.
The policeman said he was just there when the body just fell from the air and right in front the entrance. There were no signs of other ghouls and according to the forensics when they arrived- the ghoul wasn't killed from the fall…
Even weirder Renji was found on the scene by me personally, but if I recall correctly, he said he was sent by Uta.
This was confusing- why would Uta send him to kill the ghoul, how did Uta know the ghoul was there? Why did Renji kill the ghoul and leave it at the apartment, wouldn't that make CCG security tighter? Why was the ghoul murdered away from my location but planted there? Why wasn't any of this making sense?
"Kaisa!"
Itori grabbed my hand as I jumped out of my thoughts feeling her hand grip mine as my other suddenly started to burn as I realized the knife had cut my finger…twice.
"C-crap I wasn't paying attention, I-I-"I couldn't even finish my sentence as I was lost for words I didn't even feel the cut until I started focusing. Itori hung up the call pulling me to the stool as she closely inspected the cut.
"I smelt your blood, you're lucky I'm a ghoul because I was on a call. You probably would have cut your finger off!"
I pouted as I looked at it feeling it burning as it was pretty deep slices. "ouchie…"
She sighed as she went to get the first aid and I pushed my finger away from my face no way in hell I want to see blood leaving this wound I was tired of the sight of blood.
I suddenly felt it numb as I smiled a little at least it wasn't so painful now.
"Come." Itori said once she returned with the first aid opening it on the counter as she removed the disinfectant to dress it. I rose my finger smiling as she grinned at me. "Do you want me to lick it….like Uta~"
I blushed, "N-No way!" I said as I looked at my finger my eyes suddenly focusing on it properly.
"Itori…"
"Hmm?"
"The cuts…the slices…their gone."
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