The Pink Eyeball ( Uta Tokyo Ghoul )

Gluttony

I stood in front of the counter, looking left and right, feeling my heart growing more and more agitated.
Which one should I choose? Should I have the stuffed-crust  double mozarella pepperoni pizza? Or the triple cheese burger as big as a dinner plate? From the corner of my eye I spotted a huge pot of warm creamy mushroom with pile of garlic bread waiting to be savored along with the soup. Further beyond that was bowls and bowls of hot and delicious different instant noodles. And then there was one plate of omelette which looked exactly like the one Uta cooked for me.

In the end, I took a huge plate and started piling all the food I can until it resembled a small mountain and started wolfing down everything, munching and crunching and savoring every last bit of the food.

But there was an annoying beep-beep noise in the background which won't stop. It's making me uncomfortable, actually. It's was almost driving me mad.

The continuing noise was so annoying that I was wrenched out of my gluttony dream.

My eyes flew open and I saw what was causing the noise. It's a small box which is covered in blood. I shook my head a bit  and saw it clearly. It wasn't just covered in blood, but so was the broken table and the shattered chair. In fact, everything seemed to be covered in blood. I looked down and saw a mangled corpse which I had been feeding on. The blood was soaking to my skin and I saw a reflection of myself in a fragment of shattered mirror. My whole face was red especially around my mouth, where my teeth was sharp and pointy. And my eyes... They were exactly the same like Uta-san. I gasped while I looked around and saw that I am in some sort of destroyed hospital which looked like a bomb had detonated here. Equipments and utensils were all around the floor in bits and pieces.

Slowly, I got up to my feet and saw that three corpse lies under my feet, all wearing red lab coats that I was sure used to be white. But the corpse were oddly... Incomplete. It took me a while before the answer hit me.

My eyes. The blood. Corpse. I was the one eating them. All that food in my dream... It was flesh I was eating?

Hysterics started to bubble up inside me, slowly rising from my stomach as I stood frozen amidst the bloody lab. For one moment, I thought I was going to laugh. I have to get out of here. Now.
... I have to.

*****

I had another pleasant dream. It was very abstract and dim, but I liked it a lot. All inky, swirly patterns of tattoes set on white which reminded me of someone. Smiling to myself, I turned on my pillows.

"You're awake."

Shocked, I immediately sat up on my bed and saw him sitting on the corner of my bed, watching me intently. I blinked a few times. Was it time for school?

I yawned and rubbed my eyes, before flopping back on my pillows and he asked me,"Did you have a nice dream?"

Heat crept up on my cheeks and I had to stop myself from giggling.
"Yeah..." I said. "Why do you ask?"

Uta-san laid down on my bed beside me while I inched away, making room for him before snuggling up by his side.

I hugged him tightly, feeling his warmth and rested against his chest. He skin was hot and slightly flushed as I playfully nipped his skin with my teeth.

A few flashes of my dream surfaced in my mind. The blood soaked lab. Dead bodies lying at my feet. My scary eyes. But it was just a dream after all. Sighing happily and feeling thoroughly relieved, especially with Uta by my side. He started to stroke my hair, something he liked; his eyes never left my face.

"Because you said my name a few times," he said quietly. I laughed and pulled his hair, but he did not respond at all. In fact, he seemed quite moody. "What's wrong?" I asked.

He did not reply.

Worry clouded my mind and I shook his shoulder slightly to get a reaction from him. That's when I realised that he had a few large gash on his arms and shoulder which was barely healed, quite unnoticed against his numerous tattooes.

I scowled in confusion. "Had you got into a fight?" I demanded.

"No," he said, a bit too quickly. He shifted away from me and asked me,"What do you plan to do today?"

His calm expression was too fake. It wasn't his usual all-fvcks-I-don't-give attitude; something was bothering him deeply that showed in his troubled eyes. Is he hiding something from me?
"What's going on, Uta? Tell me, please? What happened to you? Why are you hurt?" I cried, shaking his shoulder roughly.

He was silent for a while before asking me carefully,"Don't you remember attacking me?"

Unnn no. I was having pizza but hey, nice idea.