Doubt

I

   "Très bien, (Y/N)! You actually managed to land a hit!" Your "friend" praised after your fist made contact with his nose.

You use that word lightly because your relationship with Tsukiyama Shuu was rather...complicated. One moment you two would be chatting about your common interests and the next moment he would be rambling on about he would love to taste you. Unlike Touka you were able to ignore it for the most part due to your cool-headed personality.

"W-what's that supposed to mean?! You bastard!" You huffed causing a chuckle to rise from your opponent. You felt your sheathed kagune arouse in excitement under your skin.

But other times he would do something over the top and cause you to lose your temper resulting in a scrimmage in a secluded area. He took pride in being the only person who was able to get you in such a state.

"Mon chéri, you look beautiful when your angry." He said smugly. He knew exactly how to push your buttons which only made you even more determined to smash his perfect face in.

Your glare wavered for moment before returning with a smirk. That's it. I'm gonna let him have it! You thought. Suddenly your sclera became the deepest black while your pupil turned dark crimson. You jumped back swiftly to put some distance between the two of you.

Finally you released your kagune. Your bikaku was the in the shade of red that closely resembled your eyes. You watched as Tsukiyama eyed it from the smooth base to the middle where the small spikes increase in size only to decrease before reaching the curled tip that ended in a stinger shape. You took pride in your scorpion-like kagune, it was the last trace of a once powerful family.

Without warning Tsukiyama wound his koukaku around his arm and began charging towards you. "Mhm, now that's what I want to see!" He shouted.

Caught off guard you barely managed to dodge his first flurry of attacks. Before he could land a devastating strike on your shoulder you managed block it with your hands, ouch. While he was still caught off guard you used your kagune to reach around and sweep him off his feet. Once again you put gained some distance by leaping backwards.

To an outside observer it would seem as if you hated Tsukiyama with all of your heart, but every spiteful word that was said and every wound that was inflicted helped you relieve stress which was why you enjoyed these interactions. The only time when you truly disliked him was when he didn't know when to stop. Other than that you liked having him as someone to discuss books with since Touka wasn't interested in literature. You also enjoyed talking to him about music or about how your school wind ensemble was doing.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you quickly lashed out at Tsukiyama as he stood up. With the spikes of your kagune you left a diagonal slash on his chest causing him to hiss out in pain. You cringed at the sound, you're pretty sure you might've sliced a nipple.

You brought your bikaku around for a second strike this time with your stinger. Before you could strike he snatched the tail end of it. Big mistake. With the strength of your kagune you lifted him off the ground and launched him into a concrete building. To your amazement he became embedded in the wall.

Cautiously you approached him. He appeared to be unconscious. Well, that was that you guess. Should you take him home or something? You wouldn't want him to be found by doves. Sighing you hooked your arms under his arms and began to pull him from the wall. You had gotten the top half of his body out, but his bottom half was still stuck in the wall. You were sort of tempted to leave him hanging like this, but you decided against it. You raised yourself better than that.

"Damn." You grunted. Why couldn't you get him out? You were a ghoul for Christ sake! Finally with one tug you were able to get him out.