Here it is! Longer than I thought, I got carried way in the middle. But, hey! No angst (almost) and free hugs! Also, Ayato is a sassy mothafucka. Just sayin'.
Shudder, part two.
Saying he is feeling good might be a little too much, but he is feeling better after all. It took some time, a lot of time. Weeks, months. But now, things are more or less back to normal. He doesn't feel pain anymore, nor fear. Strangely enough, it even seems he has changed. Of course, he won't admit it, but there is something new in his state of mind. For now, he is trying to put it aside, because he doesn't think he is ready to accept it. Aogiri might not want to accept it, and that is something he really doesn't need to be dealing with at this point.
He wipes the blood from his face. Ah, you shouldn't be wandering about alone at this time of night. It's a dangerous thing to do, especially in these dangerous days. But that is just how the big wheel of life and death turns. He smiles and stands up, hands in pocket, and is about go back home when he hears the distinct sound of footsteps. A familiar whiff slowly fills the air, making his lips twitch up. Seriously? He waits, quiet, but the sound has stopped.
"Never knew you had a thing for car parks, freak. Can't say I'm surprised, though."
Silence is his only answer, and the hesitation he feels from the other boy gets a tiny giggle out of Ayato's throat. "Oh, c'mon! Dinner is over and I have no room for dessert. Don't be shy." The footsteps resume, and soon, he can make out the shady silhouette and the white hair. The boy stops at a good distance, seemingly perplexed by Ayato's ominous grin.
"You... You certainly look better." is the best greeting Kaneki can think of, right now.
"Human flesh does wonders." the ghoul answers, kissing his fingers in a way that oddly makes Kaneki think of Tsukiyama. He shivers with displeasure when he notices the bloody remains of Ayato's meal and then looks up to see said boy now leaning carelessly against one of the few cars, stealing glances at him.
"So, you often hang out in these kind of places?" Ayato says, and he is not sure if idle chatter is really gonna work with someone who might just lose it and suddenly desire to break a good deal of your bones. He is not sure if he actually wants to talk with the bastard either.
"You are here, too." comes the answer, and Ayato gives Kaneki a weird look. What the hell is that supposed to mean? He sticks his finger up, as to make a point.
"Yeah, but I was eating, Eye-patch. You know, you could just say you're a creep, it'd be enough for me."
"No, you don't get it. I came here to see you."
Ayato doesn't understand what the words trigger inside his head but, suddenly, his eyes are black and his kagune fuming, threatening. All his body is tense, ready to attack. "Okay, let's stop now, will ya? I'm not in the mood for more biological show-off. Get lost before I pull your half-ghoul's ass to pieces."
Kaneki's eyes widen, and he takes a prudent step backwards, holding his hands up as a sign of withdrawal. "Alright, calm down! I've said it before: I don't wanna hurt you. I just came to talk."
Ayato doesn't move, but he sure looks scary. "What the fuck makes you think I wanna speak to you, fucking freak? You think I have time to waste with stupid idiots like you?" he snaps at Kaneki, giving the unsuspecting car a furious punch that only result in setting off its alarm. Okay, he's just a bit difficult to handle, just like his sister – thinks the white-haired boy, still slowly backing off. He hears Ayato shouting "Shut the fuck up!" and watches as the car is getting crushed by the unleashed ukaku. Well, maybe worse than his sister. He lets out a sigh. He thinks of talking about Touka, just to see if that would make Ayato stop, but he is not sure it's a good idea. The other might get angry to hear her name coming out of his mouth. So, instead, he just waits for the storm to pass.
A few minutes later, and because Kaneki hasn't moved or said anything, Ayato's eyes are back to normal. He gives a scornful look at the car he's just wrecked and then turns his attention towards Kaneki.
"What? The owner's not gonna need it where he is, anyway." he grumbles, folding his arms. Is he... pouting? Well, this is probably the last thing Kaneki expected to see. "What do want to tell me?" Ayato insists. "Not like I give a shit, but since you're not about to bugger off, might as well just get it over with."
Frankly, Kaneki doesn't know. He is certainly not going to talk about the search for Kanou or anything, then, what? Why is he here? Ayato's eyes are on him, dark and angry, and he feels miserable. "I... erm... I dunno." he finally says, scratching the back of his neck with embarrassment. Ayato cracks a smile and closes the gap between him and the other boy. He wraps his arm around Kaneki's neck, circling it in a not-so-friendly kind of way, and, leaning in so their heads are almost touching, he whispers into his ear: "I'm sorry, what did you say?" The soft tone doesn't fool Kaneki, who gulps, uncomfortable. He knows he shouldn't fear the ghoul, he's stronger, he's proved it – he can prove it again. Yet, he can only tremble.
Ayato is not used to that kind of reaction, and finds it really too enjoyable to stop just now. He revels in Kaneki's uneasiness, feels almost powerful, and definitely wants more. He lets his respiration tingle the other boy's earlobe and his fingers gently press his skin. With each and every breath the boy unevenly draws in, Ayato's smile widens. "What is the matter, Kaneki? I never thought you were one to shudder."
"You reek of putridity." he bites back, but Ayato only laughs it off. "And you of weakness, but do I complain?"
He eventually lets go of Kaneki, although reluctantly. The white-haired boy no longer wishes to spend more time with Touka's brother. With a final glance, full of something Ayato isn't sure to understand, he leaves.
"See you around, Eye-patch." he says, grinning in self-satisfaction. There is no way the fun is over.