The King and Queen Of Hell

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    OH  LA  LA  ;  C’EST  PARIS  ~ 

   luscious  pink  lips  tug  ever  so  SLIGHTLY  on  the  corners  of  her  mouth.  each  step  that  is  taken  is  MURDEROUS  ;  the  fools  around  her  have  not  the  slightest  clue  of  her  intentions  ;  yes  she  walks  as  a  LION  looking  for  her  next  PREY   -  isn’t  that  what  makes  this  game  so  fun  ?   thrilling  idiots  who  drool  over  her  not  knowing  their  end  was  just  around  the  corner.

  her  eyes  scan  for  her  usual  profile  -  ravens  ,  long  hair  -  idiots  who  wished  they  RESEMBLED  her  master  but  life  failed  them.  fools.  there  was  only  one  G L E N  B A S K E R V I L L E.   by  the  stroke  of  HER  luck ,  out  of  the  corner  of  her  eye  she  catches  the  most  vivid  shade  of  purple  -  oh ~ ?  oh ~ !

  she  stops  dead  in  her  tracks.  her  senses  take  no  more  than  two  seconds  to  CONFIRM  that  it  was  him-  monsieur  tsukiyama  ~  the  fool  she  had  been  intrigued  by  last  summer.  oh  life  was  truly  good  -  

she  makes  her  way  over  to  him,  her  snake  eyes  could  TASTE  the  adventure  that  awaits-  because  he  was  DIFFERENT.  oh  yes  ~  he  smelled  different  ;  what  exactly  was  he  ?  

a  devilish  smirk  is  work  as  she  purrs  his  name  -  full  of  venom  -

       ❝  why  ~  if  it  isn’t  monsieur  tsukiyama  ~  the  heavens  surely  smile  on  us  ;  for  us  to  meet  once  again  in  this  city  of  a m o u r ~  ❞ 

comfortably  she  leans  against  the  railing  next  to  him  ;  she  finds  it  humorous  that  she  finds  him  quite  HANDSOME  ;  they  must  look  like  a  pair  of  MODELS  to  the  outside  world.  ❝  tsk  ~  such  a  naughty  girl  I  was  last  time  ~  running  off  before  we  could  d a n c e  our  night  away.  i  do  hope  you  forgive  me  ?  business  calls,  you  see.  although  I  must  admit  i’m  thrilled  to  see  you  again  ~  ❞  yes  ;  she  can’t  wait  to  play  with  him.

      【 🌹 】⋯Ah! Paris; the city of love~!

Unfortunately for Tsukiyama, love was the last thing on his agenda as his gaze trailed the sidewalk below him. Strolling through the streets of this fine city, even the city lights do little to stir his passion. Perhaps it’s because he is due for a meal, hearing his stomach lurching in desperation. Whilst attending to family business here in Paris, he had spared little time for himself to collect a dish of excellence, which was truly a tragedy. Paris was filled to the brim with unusual people, many of which smelled  d i v i n e  as they passed him by. But alas, Tsukiyama considered lowering his standards for the evening, if only to find some form of food to get him through the rest of the week.

But wait.

That scent...

Lilac irises perked up instantly; the familiar aroma damn near consuming him. A woman-- no, a meal that eluded him almost a year ago. Tsukiyama could not believe his eyes! The pinkette was stunning, to be sure; A woman of refined tastes, much like himself. His ghoulish heart fluttered in his chest, brought to life by possibility. Oh, he might just come to enjoy this night after all~

  a  sigh  leaves  kaneki’s  lips  as  he  contemplates  what  he  should  do.  the  weight  of  tsukiyama’s  hand  somehow  felt  URGENT.  yet,  seeing  as  the  ghoul  had  attempted  to  eat  him  &  that  event being  the  last  recollection  kaneki  had  of  tsukiyama  -  well,  it  did  not  bode  well.  

eyes  study  his  surroundings  as  kaneki  savors  the  lingering  taste  of  coffee.  a  group  of  naive  friends  walk  past  their  table  ;  naively  weak  perhaps.  he  once  was  like  that  too.  was  ignorance  truly  bliss  ?

            no.  it  just  made  the  truth  a  hell  of  a  lot  harder  to  deal  with.

and  with  that  in  mind  he  stands  up  as  he  nods  to  the  gourmet.  well,  he’s  always  wondered  what  a  gourmet’s  house  might  look  like.  

❝  ━━━oh  &  tsukiyama-san. ❞  coming  to  a  halt,  kaneki  briefly  looks  over  to  him, ❝  i  won’t  be  held  accountable━━━should  you  try  anything.  ❞

【 🌹 】― Tsukiyama felt a shiver trail the length of his spine. Seeing the cold look in the eye of his beloved Kaneki nearly sent him over the edge, his knees about ready to give way beneath him. His heart beat was an uneasy staccato, moved by how Kaneki was now able to assert himself. Though he missed the shy, timid Kaneki that he had first met, Tsukiyama thought that his dish had gained some delightful new flavours, and he could not wait to sample them.

The Gourmet brought a palm to his chest, right where his heart was, and flashed Kaneki a brilliant smile. Little did he know, the inside pocket of his blazer contained a handkerchief stained with Kaneki’s blood; a delight that Tsukiyama allowed himself on special occasions. Perhaps now he would not have a need for a simple handkerchief!

  eyes  widen  as  she  offers  him  a  smile  ;   rize.  what  a  beautiful  name.

  ❝  ━━━oh- n -not  at  all  -  haise ; sasaki,  haise.  pleasure  to  meet  you  miss  Rize.  do  you  come  here  often  ?  i  don’t  believe  i’ve  seen  you  here  before.  ❞  

then  again, once  he  gets  immersed  within  the  pages  of  a  good  book,  hardly  anything  can  grab  his  attention.  of  course,  living  with  those  young  ones  certainly  had  helped  him  acquire  a  stronger  sense  of  focus.  between  the  muffled  yet  annoyed  yells  of  saiko  (  who  had  probably  lost  yet  another  round  of  her  electronic  games  ) &  the  angry  arguments  between  Urie  and  Shirazu  -  those  reports  had  to  be  finished  !.

          【 ✽ 】―  Oh~?

It took everything that Rize had to hold back the laugh that welled in her throat. Either this man was coincidentally similar to Kaneki in every single way, or the poor soul had no recollection of who he even was. Rize favored the latter. She could feel her stomach churn with possibilities, but one thing was certain: whether or not this Haise character was truly a Ghoul Investigator was of no consequence to her.

No, because if she played her cards right, she would finally be able to consume the meal that eluded her all those years ago~

❛ I haven’t actually been here in a while, ❜ Rize replied. ❛ I’ve been... traveling for the past few years, actually~ ❜ She still found it miraculous that she was ever able to escape Kanou’s laboratory, but she knew it would not do her any favours to dwell on it.

Especially now that he presented himself to her!

A pleasant smile tugged at her feminine lips, cheeks flushing a light shade of pink. Rize batted her eyelids, eliciting a gentle giggle.

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   an  overwhelming  (  yet  familiar  )  feeling  of  melancholy  overtakes  haise  as  he  finishes  his  book.  gently  placing  it  next  to  him,  he  closes  his  eyes  as  he  begins  to  taste  the  complete  plot  ;  he  allows  his  mind  to  be  ENGULFED  by  the  story  as  a  whole,  now  that’s  he  finished  it.  this  book  was  about  a  serial  killer  who  had  multiple  personality  disorder.  it  was  a  classic  ending  ;  the  reader  finds  out  that  the  whole  book  was  truly  only  one  character.  

&  although  it  was  such  a  classic  story,  haise  loved  it.  the  story  had  moments  where  he  was  at  the  edge  of  his  seat  -  it  was  a  very  wonderfully  executed  story.  he  opens  his  eyes  when  his  senses  pick  up  that  he  is  no  longer  alone.  he  allows  himself  a  peek  to  his  new  neighbor  and  finds  it  funny  that  she  chooses  to  sit  near  him  when  the  whole  park  was  empty.  haise  sees  that  she’s  also  reading  a  book,

     ❝  ━━━maybe  this  park  is  where  all  the  avid  book  lovers  unite  -  ❞   he  offers  a  friendly  smile  as  he  comments.

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         Slender digits flicked casually through the pages of “Egg of the Black Goat”, violet hues only vaguely interested in the typed words as she strolled through the park. Rize’s mind was wandering elsewhere, overcome with a seemingly unquenchable boredom. The book, held in front of her face, was merely a tool to help her not draw attention to herself. What was worse-- it had been a full two days since her last feast on account of those filthy doves lurking around her neighborhood, causing irritation to surge through her flesh-starved veins.

          A breathy sigh seeped through her glossy pink lips, feeling as though she were on the verge of  T E A R I N G  someone’s head off--

Hm?

A flicker of ivory crossed the binge-eater’s vision. A white coat-clad young man-- no, a ghoul investigator-- with a book of his own, sitting peacefully on a park bench. A smirk kissed her lips as she approached him.

How interesting, she thought. Looks like I’ve found myself a handsome snack--

.....

.....

.......... Kaneki.. Ken?

It took everything she had to stifle the laugh that stirred in her throat as she took a seat next to him. What a riot!  She never thought she’d see the day that she’d find him again! He chimed in with a friendly remark-- quite unusual given that she had tried to eat him the last time they’d met. Why wasn’t he running from her? Was he trying to be funny? Or was he simply waiting to spring a trap to capture her? Rize couldn’t see any more doves lurking around... Either way, he smelt rather... unusual, to say the least-- possibly even inhuman-- and Rize was  s t a r v i n g .

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A cool winter breeze ushered in a whisper of snowflakes, sending tingles down Tsukiyama’s spine. Leaning casually against his usual spot at a local cafe, he straightened up his lavender blazer at the sight of his beloved Kaneki. Such a sweet epicurean delight-- AH! How Tsukiyama reveled in the thought of finally tasting his perfect meal, the meal to surpass any meal he’d had before. Thinking of the sensation caressing his taste buds caused his mouth to water, and to think, it would be his-- ALL HIS!!

‘Ah--?’

The Gourmet eyed the orchids, pupils narrowing in surprise.

‘ A gift, pour moi~?’ he flourished his hand, bringing it to his chest. Rising from his seat, he circled the young ghoul, resting a hand on his shoulder. ‘ What a pleasant surprise, mon ami~! Ah! This will be a truly splendid addition to my mantle at home. Won’t you accompany me there, Kaneki-kun~? T’would be a shame for you not to see what a blessing your gift is, no? ‘

Yes, Tsukiyama. That’s it.