Tokyo Ghoul Blue Blood (Incomplete)

Chapter 5: Red Stains, Broken Shames

I turned; surprised at the door's sudden stop. In between the hinges lay Mira's hand, holding the door open. I questionably look at her. She glanced at me, and then to the floor, articulating. "E-er.. Wait...! I uhm.. kinda.. l-lost my apartments keycard... and I am locked out..." I rubbed my eyes, and sighed. "And..? What could I possibly do about that, now?" She twiddled her fingers. "C-can I stay with you f-for the night?" I staggered back and keened. After taking a second to think, I replied with a "Yes." She sauntered into my apartment, gazing at everything I had. I closed the door, locking it. I then traveled to my couch; laying down. "You sleep in my room, don't touch anything." I snarled, closing my eyes. "Alright.." A light voice echoed. I heard her footsteps lead to my bedroom.

After about ten minutes of tossing and turning, I was asleep. Luckily, I had no dream this night. I was just peaceful at drift; resting.

(Mira's POV)

I walked into his room, oh, it was so elegant! Neatly organized, and all! It was definitely much better than my room, that's for sure.. His sheets were a jet black, and dressers and bookcases a creamy white. I lay on his bed, pulling the covers over myself. It was so deathly cozy.. And like I was sleeping on a million clouds! I closed my eyes, but I just couldn't fall asleep... All I could think about was his demands to not touch anything.. I rolled around, restlessly. In all my effort, I still wasn't one bit tired. But, I sure was all that much curious!

I sat up, peering to his nightstand. It had a nice silver handle and a white finish coat. Curiously, I placed my hand on the handle, opening the drawer. My eyes widened as I saw the unthinkable.. Pictures.. of.. dead people?! I sifted through each photo, one peaking my attention. In the photo, there was a woman and man, laying on the ground, with a hole in their stomach and blood all over.. I examined it closer. Tears ran down my face as I realized... the people were my parents..

I tried to keep my weeps in, but, they all let loose. I covered my mouth, staying as quiet as possible. I heard footsteps coming closer, and then, a door knob jiggling.. "Oh no..." I thought.. In haste, I closed the drawer, and covered myself with the comforter.

The door opened.

(Akita's POV)

I walked towards the bed, furiously. I heard some sort of drawer being closed. It was not my imagination, and I knew it. I pulled the covers off the bed, glaring at Mira. She lay, staring at me. She looked fearful. "So now, tell me, did you go through my drawer?" I said in a stern and loud tone. She quivered, and shook her head no. A snowball's chance in hell I would believe that... I pinned her to the bed, holding her wrists tightly. As I tower over her, she screamed. "Shut it! It's your punishment that you uproared! UNDERSTAND?" I beamed. She stopped screaming.

"Tch, I told you not to go through the drawer, As well as not touch anything! So, why did you go through it?!" She stared at me, speaking slowly, almost as if she was about to cry. "W-why did y-you have a p-picture of m-my p-parents.. What.. h-happened t-to them..." I grew wide-eyed. She found out.. Shit...