Tokyo Ghoul Blue Blood (Incomplete)

Chapter 9: An Unexpected New

(Mira's POV)

I walked into my office room. The other investigators chuckled, and smirked at me. I wonder why..? "Investigator Kagetane! Why are you late?!" I heard Amon's voice say strictly. I turned, surprised at his tone. "Uhm.. I had to stay with a uhm.. friend.. and I was a bit late at waking up.." He glared, marking my name on a paper. "That is no excuse to be late! Get to work! I need you to fill out the status reports, got it?" I nodded as he threw a folder on my desk. Sighing, I sat down. This was my third time being late...

"Hot shot get you again?" I heard a voice say. I turned my head to the direction of the voice. It was Hide, smiling as usual. "Yeah.. I was only.. ten minutes late.." I said. He swiveled his chair towards my desk. I opened the folder Senior Investigator Amon had told me to fill out. The first page was about a "Gourmet".. How was I supposed to know anything about this if I have never been assigned to a mission based on him? Staring confused, I tried to figure out what to write.

I tapped my pen on the desk, with my head resting in my hand. I had no idea what to put..

What..

Do..

I..

Put......

"Here, I'll help." Hide said politely, taking the folder off of my desk. He began to fill out the information that left me dumbfounded. He seemed to know exactly what to put and where to put it. I read everything he wrote, astonished on how much he knew.

"You didn't have to, Hide.. I could have probably figured it out.." I glanced down, feeling pitiful at myself for how clueless I was.. Hide smiled, "You would have been there for hours, you know. You just sat there like you saw a ghost." I giggled, smiling with him.

Soon after, Hide placed the few papers he was able to fill out on my desk. He even was able to match my handwriting, a little bit! I felt a bit bad.. "Hide..? Is there anything I can do to pay you back?" I asked questionably, trying to keep my voice low. I watched as he leaned back, thinking. After a few seconds, he shot forwards. "Hmm.. I guess I could maybe come to your house for a movie tonight?" He enthusiastically implied. Without thinking, I answered. "Yeah, sure!" But then, I realized I wasn't able to get into my apartment..

"Err, well, I'm actually staying with a friend.. You can come there if you'd like.. I guess.." I wrote the address down on a piece of paper, handing it to Hide. "I'll be over for Nine, alright?" I nodded.

Our conversation was halted when Investigator Amon entered the room.

(Akita's POV)

I sighed, walking over to my couch. It was about 12:30 P.M by now, and I was bored out of my mind. I could just go get some humans to feed on, but I have that brat to deal with later. Eh..

I turned on my TV, Flipping through the channels to find something that interested me. Cooking..? No. Cleaning..? Nah.. I then flipped passed a news channel. Investigators report that the ghoul from the 23rd ward known as Jason Yamori, is in fact still alive. Reports have info that he has killed more than half of the CCG's agents in only two days. Senior Investigator Shinohara, on scene. I read the screen, every single bit of memory coming back to me. It's impossible. I killed him.. He surely cannot, And I refuse to think otherwise, cannot and certainly isn't alive right now.. I continued to watch the news.

Apparently, he's still in the 23rd ward.. somewhere.. But, I wonder exactly where. I want to slaughter that sadistic fuck for good, even if it shall get me killed. So help me god, Yamori will perish in my stand as I crumble his very being. I will rip apart his skin. Tear out his kagune. I will shred each limb from his body. I will puncture his hands and feet with burning coal. I will pour boiling water over his face. I will fucking torture this motherfucking asshole worse than the goddamn Civil War..