Chapter 12: A Date To Remember (Part 3/4)
Doing my best to restrain myself with how delicious the burger is, I calmly take bites of it. I wish Yuka didn't stare me down whenever I eat though. It makes it hard to not upset her but I guess fair is fair after she lets me watch her eat human meat.
"Why do you always eat so slow around me?" Yukari points out.
"Oh, you actually noticed that?" I chuckle sheepishly. "I just don't wanna make you feel bad about not being able to eat normal food."
"As sweet and thoughtful as that is, I got over that when I was a teen so it's fine. Please enjoy yourself," she replies.
"As you wish then," I viciously tear into what's left of the burger in my hands.
"That doesn't mean you have permission to eat like an animal!" She laughs, playfully smacking me on the leg.
"But I'm starving! Let me eat how I please!" I whine.
"I let you do that at home plenty enough already," she shoots me a sultry smirk. "Make sure you leave some space for dessert by the way." She bites her bottom lip.
"Technically, that can be done on a full stomach… unless you're gonna actually make me eat it," I point out, snickering.
"Don't give me any bright ideas, smartass," she giggles. Finishing my food, I let out a sigh.
"That really hit the spot," I wipe bread crumbs off of my lips.
"All good to go now?" She asks.
"Definitely!" I answer. She gets up from her seat and grabs my right arm, lifting me up onto my feet with ease.
"Let's make use of that family restroom then," she mutters seductively while hugging my arm as she leads me to it. "I wonder if anyone will catch on that we're totally fu—," she pauses the second we go in, suddenly hearing loud sounds of pleasure.
"Oh, that's…," I quietly mutter, watching a closed bathroom stall shake violently in time with the clear as day sound of a scrotum slapping against skin.
"F-Fuck me harder, baby!" The woman moans.
"Shit! I'm doing my damndest!" The guy grunts. Definitely a couple around my age by the sound of their voices. That guy sounds… disturbingly familiar. My pants quickly tighten up, completely disrupting my train of thought. I know I shouldn't but I kinda wanna fuck in their presence just to mess with them.
"We need to—mmf," Yuka tries to whisper but I interject with my lips against hers. Lightly pressing her up against the wall, my hands grab her waist and slide down to her ass. Breaking the kiss, she pants deeply.
"We should fuck right here and scare the shit outta of them," I mumble in her ear.
"I would be on board with that but—Ngh!" She covers her mouth as I bite her neck. "Love your enthusiasm, Sato but that dude is a ghoul!" I quickly snap out of it, stopping my advances.
"Wait what?" I question.
"Yeah and if he notices our scent in a closed space like this, who knows what kinda trouble that could bring especially if more ghouls walk in," she points out.
"Damn. Let's get out of here then," I say.
"Oh shit! Who's there?!" The man in the stall suddenly exclaims. I think he just smelled us out! Hurrying to the door, it suddenly opens with two disheveled looking guys walking in. One of them is wearing a green hoodie with his dark brown hair obscuring his right eye. The other guy's wearing a heavily wrinkled black tank top with his blonde hair slicked back. They could put a little more effort into their public appearance. Yuka swiftly grabs my hand.
"I told you that the pregnancy test would be false! I think I'd know if I was pregnant!" She feigns anger while barging past them back out into the arcade where we're safe from issues.
"Really? You went with a false pregnancy of all things?" I question.
"Those two that walked in were also ghouls so my priority was getting you the hell out of there before anything potentially popped off. You're welcome by the way," she explains.
"Aww, you're finally worried about me?" I tease.
"Well…," she leans closer to my right ear. "If anyone's gonna eat you, it's gonna be me," she mutters lustfully, slowly taking a lick of my earlobe. Shivers travel down my neck to my spine and a small gasp accidentally escapes my mouth. Geez, I'd probably let it happen too if she managed to somehow keep it sexy. With just a glance, I notice a few pairs of eyes on us, making me gulp nervously. I don't wanna find out which ones belong to ghouls looking for dinner out of the couple disapproving glances from other people.
"Goddamn you, Yuka!" I grumble through grit teeth.
"Now let's find something else fun to do," she giggles, pulling me along. We end up burning a few hours away playing shooting galleries, racing games, and anime themed pachinko machines. Looking around for something new to do, a two person setup for Rev Rev Dance catches my eye with its flashy colors.
"Oh yeah! I said earlier that I know something I can demolish you at so how about letting me stomp you with my dance skills," I point to the machine.
"I-I'll pass on that," she stammers.
"What for? Chicken?" I ask, grinning.
"D-Dancing is more of a private affair for me. It's embarrassing to do it in public," she answers shyly.
"Yet not afraid to be sexual in public," I remark.
"Two different things!" She quickly replies.
"If you say so," I smirk.
"I'm sure you got a copy of Rev Rev lying around somewhere at home so we can dance later if you really want to show off that badly," she says.
"Fine. We can skip it," I sigh.
"Hey, look over there!" She points to a dark vacant room all the way at the back of the arcade. Just barely I can see the edge of a cabinet positioned inside the room directly beside the doorway.
"Uh, yeah? Looks like a storage room," I say.
"Duh! I'm talking about the cabinet! I think I've seen it before! Let's go check it out!" She excitedly exclaims, yanking my arm harder. No one really pays attention to us as we go in and close the door.
"Don't really think we should be in here," I inform, looking around to make sure no one else is secretly in here.
"Of course not but that's part of the fun," she wipes the dust off the machine. "Jackpot! I knew I wasn't seeing things! This baby right here is one of the classic Jalaga game cabinets!"
"Is this the part where you start reminiscing about black and white photos too?" I inquire mockingly.
"I'm not that old, you jackass!" She laughs.
"I wouldn't know," I shrug. "I'm sure Ghouls can be quite deceptive when it comes to their looks and age."
"Now I'm curious. How old do you think I am, Sato?" She questions, looking back at me.
"28 years old," I answer swiftly.
"You think I'm that close to being 30?" She giggles, amused. "Three years too far. I'm 25."
"Only 25, huh? Either way, you're still older than me," I say.
"That much is obvious," she replies. "Oh, it's still plugged in. Maybe just maybe…," she hits the power switch and it turns on, booting up to retro 8-bit graphics of spaceships. "Yes! Still functional!" She fist pumps and immediately starts playing.
"So aren't you curious what age I—," I start to ask.
"You're 19, Sato," she interjects. What?
"How… How did you know that exactly?" I ask, completely surprised by her accuracy. I bite my tongue almost instantly to stop myself from voicing a countless number of delusional thoughts that sprang out in my head.
"I may have asked your so-called 'friends of the Anteiku blend' a few minor questions about you back when you first took me there," she briefly air quotes in a teasing manner before continuing to play the game. "You were busy upstairs with Touka at the time." Despite her face not looking at me to confirm if she's lying, I have this unbearably strong suspicion that she did. I shouldn't call her out on it though, especially when my mental dam is close to bursting again.
"Are you gonna just stand there and silently watch me kill it at this game or are you gonna do something?" She inquires, backing her ass into my crotch while looking over her shoulder with her kakugan on. "I much prefer it if you did the latter," she starts grinding against me.
"R-Right!" I nod, embracing her from behind. "Yuka," I mumble in her ear while fondling her breasts.
"Mmm! You're already super hard! Having so many people nearby is doing a lot for you, isn't it?! Such a shameless pervert!" She teases, still effortlessly playing her game.
"Pretty hypocritical coming from the one who needs sex more than I do!" I remark, diving a hand into her panties to rub her pussy. "Heh! You're already like a waterfall down there! A perfect case in point!"
"Hah!" She yelps. "How about you kiss my ass instead of running your mouth?!" She retorts.
"Gladly!" I answer, dropping to my knees while pulling her pants and panties down to expose her bare ass. Just like she asked, I plant kisses on each plump cheek.
"Think you're so clever, do you? Just waiting for the perfect excuse to—Kyah! S-Sato!" She groans abruptly as my tongue eases its way into her asshole. Swirling my tongue makes her back her ass completely into my face. "F-Fuck! You're making me mess up!" She complains, her left hand struggling to not shake the joystick.
"That's the idea," I start swiping my fingers against her clit, making her entire body jerk.
"Gah!" She quickly clasps a hand over her mouth. "Y-You win!" She stammers, letting go of the controls. Withdrawing my tongue, I stand up and she immediately lays up against me. Ravenously kissing each other from over her shoulder, I unzip her jacket and slip my hands under her crop top to caress her breasts directly. She briefly utilizes her kagune to undo my pants and pull my dick out before trapping it between her thighs.
"Ngh! Yuka!" I grunt as she glides her pussy against my shaft, coating it in her fluids.
"Give it to me, Sato! My pussy aches for your fucking cock!" She pleads. Just as I'm about to fulfill her wish, footsteps loudly approach the door, forcing us to quickly pull away from each other and fix our clothes. The door swings open from a kick, revealing… What the hell?!
"J-Juuzou?!" I question, taken aback.
"Oh, what a surprise! I wasn't expecting to see you here! Hey, Sato!" Juuzou waves at me with a grin on his face. Of all the goddamn times.
"What are you doing here?" I ask. His eyes immediately shift towards Yuka as he tilts his head sideways.
"Who's that? Some girlfriend you've been keeping secret from me?" He inquires.
"D-Don't be ridiculous and her name is—," he practically slides towards me and covers my mouth.
"She has a voice, doesn't she? Let her use it," he says. I give a subtle nod to Yuka and she nods back.
"My name is Yuka and we are indeed just friends," she confirms confidently.
"Is that so? How interesting," his eyes narrow at her as if he's suspicious. Yuka breaks eye contact as her nerves grow heavy. Let's not have today be the day shit goes crazy. With every second of dead silence passing, the tension becomes more and more palpable.
"Nice to meet you, Yuka! I'm Juuzou!" He greets as he takes his hand from my mouth to wildly shake her hand. "Sato's talked about me a lot I'm sure!"
"N-Nice to meet you too! Actually, he hasn't mentioned you all that much," she chuckles sheepishly.
"Really?! How rude! Am I not special to you?!" He feigns being offended.
"Don't even pull that fake shit. It's not gonna work on me," I sigh.
"Yeah, because you just barely know how to have fun anymore," he remarks before getting closer to Yuka which almost makes her take a half step back. "Anyway, if you're interested in Sato like that, then I highly recommend that you should sleep with him. He's pretty skilled in the bedroom if I do say so myself," he mutters to her but making sure I can still hear him.
"Duly noted," she can't help but smile.
"J-Juuzou, shut up! Why would you even tell her that!" I stutter.
"Hey, I'm trying to help you out! I can tell you're interested in her! Your cheeks wouldn't be so red otherwise!" He exclaims.
"I-I don't need your help! You're just fucking with me again! Answer my damn question already!" A slight laugh slips out of me.
"I knew I could get a laugh out of you somehow. Very well. The CCG caught wind of this place being a popular spot for Ghouls so we've secured a perimeter around the arcade. I'd say they jumped the gun a little too quick though since nothing's even happened yet," he finally explains. The CCG?! That's not good!
"Of course it couldn't just be you hanging out somewhere," I sigh.
"If it were up to me, I would be doing exactly that but duty calls and stuff. Hopefully, something will pop off soon to keep me entertained. That being said, you two should really leave before that happens," he advises.
"Just great," I say sarcastically. "Let me take you home, Yuka."
"Okay, Sato," she nods.
"I'll see you around, Juuzou," we try to walk past him but he immediately gets in my way. "What is it now?"
"You're ex-CCG so I didn't have to give that info to you, y'know? You owe me again," he notifies.
"Then name your pri—," I'm caught off guard as he suddenly pulls me into a kiss.
"O-Oh my!" Yuka blushes. I let him have it just to get it over with. After a couple seconds, he withdraws his lips.
"Aww, I expected some resistance again. Tired of fighting, huh?" he teases.
"Call it whatever you please. Are you done?" I question.
"Indeed I am. You're free to go. Make sure he stays out of trouble, Yuka," he says.
"Thankfully, that's my specialty. Let's go, Sato," she takes my hand and leads me past Juuzou.
"Your specialty? I only messed up once today!" I clarify.
"Exactly! You would mess up more without me around!" She fires back, snickering.
Coming out of the storage room, the vibe of everything is still surprisingly lively but there are clearly investigators hiding in plain sight with the number of quinque cases I'm noticing the harder I look. Exiting Macabre Mania, there are a few more disguised investigators on standby. We manage to make it down the street with no opposition, both of us breathing a loud sigh of relief after putting a considerable amount of distance from the arcade. I'm glad none of them seemed to recognize my face and I didn't notice theirs. Probably a bunch of new rookies.
"You really had sex with that guy?" She suddenly inquires.
"Seriously, Yuka? We went over this the same day he came by," I remind her.
"Yeah, but I didn't get to meet him let alone really see his face before," she points out. "He seems a little eccentric to say the least even for you."
"Who isn't a little insane in the CCG? Kinda have to be," I say. Amon and Shinohara are like the only ones with their heads screwed on tight.
"You realize you're admitting that you're crazy as well, right?" She questions.
"Pretty sure we already discussed that I'm far from sane so that's not an issue. Hopefully, you'll never have to witness how deep that hole goes," I reply.
"I don't think you're ever gonna have that problem around me. Anyway, it's getting really dark so let's get a move on," she advises.
"Don't need to tell me twice," I say as we make our way back to where we parked.