Kaneki's POV
"Well for starters we could get to know each other?" I said touching my chin lightly. It was intended to be a statement but came out as a question. Her eyes widened a little, she looked so shocked and like she was about to cry for a moment. She gave me a little nod recomposing herself.
"Do you want to sit down?" She asked me. I nodded and sat down on her bed. She walked to her dresser and pulled out a pair of black short shorts and a dark blue tank top. She pulled her tacky blood stained shirt over her head and dropped it into a bucket next to her dresser I didn't notice at first. Her face was red. "I'm sorry, I just needed to change..."
"No! Its fine! I mean its my fault your shirt was ruined and your covered in blood. I'm really sorry." I apologized again. I looked down at my lap. Despite her size she was fairly gifted with a big-ish bust.
"Its fine, I attacked you first. You did nothing but defend yourself." She said wiping off the blood on her pale midsection. "I guess I'll start. How old are you Kaneki Ken?"
"I'm 20 years old actually my birthday was yesterday..." my voice trailed off into a quiet manner, memories of yesterday played in my head. "Mother, mother I'm so fucked up hahahaha." I chuckled under my breath. Tears rolled off my cheeks.
"I'm sorry... I know they hurt you. I'm sorry I didn't help. Jason hurt me too. They all have." She whispered into my chest, her head buried in it, her arms wrapped around me. I smiled a little and stroked her hair. I recoiled.
"You need to wash your hair." I stated bluntly holding a dirty strand in my hand.
"It's fine..." She said.
" no it isn't, it's disgusting." I said glaring at her hair.
"Then why don't you wash it!" She snapped at me, her eyes pierced me. #1 she has a short temper.
"Maybe I will!" I countered. "Where are the bathrooms?" I followed up.
"Follow me," she said. She stood up and opened her door and looked out. I heard her sniff the air. "Its clear, no ones using the wash rooms right now so we better hurry." She spoke lightly with excitement.
"How long has it been since you actually washed that mop of your's?" I asked.
"Don't know, a couple months? I haven't cut it in almost two years." She spoke nonchalantly. I was a little more than disgusted with that. We reached the wash room. "Alright almost everyone is a sleep minus eto and ayato so be quiet. Unlike me, those two have a bad sense of hearing." She opened the door.
I walked in shortly after her. Her small form was tucked under a counter as she rummaged for something. "Aha." She whispered. She pulled out a couple of tubes dawning the labels of shampoo and conditioner and another small tube label body wash and a small container of lotion. Vanilla lavender huh? She turned the water on and let it run for a moment letting it heat up. She slipped out of her short and shorts leaving her in her undergarments again.
"Sorry, are you going to undress too?" I flushed red, I have known this human doll for maybe am hour and she is already-
"Ok-" my voice came out shaky. "I just thought that I was going to fix your hair..."
"Oh...sor-"
"No! Its fine! Go ahead and I guess me too as well. Do you have-"
"Other washes? Yes." She pointed to a bunch of tubes. She smiled at me her face flushing a little red. I took my shirt off and my pants. I looked back she was in the water already. Her long hair floated in the water. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the heat of the water. She wasn't actually naked, just half. I decided to stay the same. I climbed in next to her. Her green eyes traveled to my silver ones. "Thank you for this. I haven't bathed in a while." She smiled at me.
"Yeah, no problem." I stated.
"So what you waiting for? An invitation? Get to scrubbing my hair you said you'd do it." She stated stubbornly and turned towards me. I sighed a little and poured a small amount of her shampoo in my hand. I brought my hands to her hair and lathered the soap. I scrubbed her hair until I felt confident most of the grease and dirt was gone. She titled her head back for me letting the water roll down her back and hair. I massaged the conditioner through and combed out the knots and rinsed her hair again.
"Could I cut your hair?" I asked her holding a strand of dead ends.
"I really like my hair long though." She said as she got out of the water and dried her body off. She was still in her sports bra and boy short underwear. She slipped her tank top and shorts back on.
"I just think you should, it's not healthy to leave your hair like that." I retorted. She looked at me utterly emotionless.
"If you think so then go ahead. Cut as much off as you please but leave the bangs. You can trim them but I want to keep them." She stated bluntly. I nodded and she rummaged for scissors. She pulled out a pair of little black and silver scissors and turned them carefully in her hands. Her hand outstretched itself towards me handing me the scissors. I sat down on the edge of the tub as she stood in front of me. Her hair was clean, looking like honey in the fluorescent light of the bathroom. Her hair dripped down from her scalp to her butt. My hand grasped her hair sliding down it's cascading beauty. When I got to my desired length I raised the scissors and hacked off her hair. I had decided to go kind of short. It was a little past her shoulders now. I trimmed away at the uneven edges and added a few layers to her hair giving it a nicer fuller look. Her hair had a natural beach wave look to it. I thought the hair cut looked stunning on her. I turned her around and trimmed her bangs so that they rested just above her eye. If I was correct this was her human eye. She took a step back, I analyzed her appearance. She looked amazing, her skin now a clean porcelain color with tinted cheeks of red. Her green eyes were swimming with thought and emotion. She looked like a person just a little hungry looking. She was unbearably thin. She yawned.
"Are you tired?" I asked noting how tired she did look. She just yawned again and swayed. The ground seemed to just move under her feet. She stumbled again and caught hold of the counter.
"I'm so hungry..." She whispered her voice and not even audible as she finally collapsed. I rushed to her side picking her up gently in my arms. She was so light, she practically weighed nothing. I carried her bad to her room and laid her on her bed.
When I began to walk away a small but somewhat familiar grip grabbed my wrist. "Please...don't. I'm just hungry and tired....just stay with me please...I'm lonely.." She whisper-cried.
"Ok, I'll get you some food tomorrow ok?" She slowly nodded her head, her fatigue was very evident. I laid myself beside Her, she rolled to her side and laid her head in between my arm and chest, her hand gripped my shirt. I couldn't help but smile a little. Her body was really warm, she was like a little space heater. She moved her head up on to my chest, her breathing was shallow and even. She looked so much healthier now after she was bathed, she smelled nice too. She looked nice with short hair. I snuggled in a little closer with her, hugging her tightly. I liked this, I really did.
