The Coldest Night (Uta fic)

Night Out...Almost

Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo ghoul or its characters.
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It was a stormy dark night everything was silent, no rushing of footsteps, no loud noises, nothing except the howling of the wind The sky was black, the street lamps barely visible through the curtain of snow that beat against the pavement and everything in the surrounding area. Cars lined the streets, abandoned beside slick sidewalks which once held multitudes of tourists and everyday people alike. No one was out in this terrible weather except for a lone figure clothed in black leaning against a wall under the shelter of an antique bookstore.

Said figure sighed loudly and tightened his hold on the grey winter coat in his arm as well as the thick black scarf that was flung over his shoulder in haste. He wasn't dressed for the snow. He was only some black harem pants, a loose fitting tank top, black wrap sweater, and dark beanie. As if waiting for something he paced in front of the stores wooden door painted a dull red.

Suddenly, the door flung open with a screech on rusty hinges to reveal another-smaller figure dressed in a short, thin strapped, navy blue floral dress with light brown sandals. She shook profusely from the blast of the cold air that propelled itself towards her coatless body. Cursing to herself, she spun around to slam the door shut quickly with trembling hands and locked it. Frowning to himself, the other figure jumped into action and wrapped the winter coat that was laying in his arms tightly around the trembling female in his grip.

"Why the fuck don't you have a coat or clothes on?! Do you ever check the weather forecast?! It says snow storm," he hissed as he ripped the infinity scarf off his shoulder to wrap it around her neck. Engulfing her body in his arms he held her tightly to his chest hoping to provide even a small slither of warmth for the shivering female.

"Well, excuse me Mr.Jackass! I left this coat in your shop remember or did you forget that too?! U-ta," she seethed teeth chattering together, rage boiling in her eyes. Struggling to put her arm through her coats sleeves she cursed again. "And I am wearing clothes you, shit face!"

Another gust of snow propelled itself onto her small frame. Squealing loudly, she threw herself at Uta's chest thrusting her now coat covered arms around his waist and held on like her life depended on it because in her mind it did.

"Why couldn't you get another jacket? I've been standing here in the fucking snow for fucking ever waiting for you to finish closing up shop so I could return your fucking jacket!" Uta yelled in fury. She's the only person he's ever yelled at, he's kills everyone whose tried to test his patience. "and yes I remembered KinKäd! It was one time, ONE TIME I forgot how spell your name. I'M SORRY I DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH! Can we please go? God you're so fucking childish!"

KinKäd froze in shock. Me childish?! I beg to differ, I'm not childish right? I'm...I've never been childish... She stayed silent mulling over her thoughts. The cold didn't matter to her anymore she felt numb, but hot at the same time; there was a new flame of neglected anger waiting to spill over. She ground her teeth in rage and snapped, nothing mattered to her anymore except showing him how much she wanted to kill him for his insolence. She'd make him pay.

Her limbs snatched themselves roughly from around Utas waist. Gripping her keys tightly in her right hand, she punch him in the side of the jaw hard enough to break it.

Uta knew it was coming as soon he called her childish. He had been through this many times before, but with different words and scenarios. He had deserved it, but he regretted it because, he knew how hard she punched for such a small human.

As soon as she punched his head snapped to the side and his nerves erupted in flames. Stumbling and falling to the wet ground. He hissed out curses under his breath at the 'pain'. If he didn't act like it hurt she'd get suspicious and that'd be dangerous.