Shattered Glass | Ayato x Oc x Kaneki |

【6】- 𝕊tealing

🇦 few more hours had passed on as Ayato waited. He was growing impatient, practically aching for everyone to turn in for the night already so he could strike. Before his irritation could increase, his eyes then widened - caught off guard by the windows of the ghoul cafe. 

They were no longer glowing with the lights that lit up the room from the inside. They were now a pooling void of darkness that could pass for the eyes of death.

"Finally..." he muttered, sighing deeply.

For this task, his face was guarded by his black mask, which only showed his regular stoic eyes. A cold breeze seeped through the shield of his jacket, leaving a shudder to glaze over him. 

"Fuck," he seethed.

Not wanting to endure any more uncomfortable experiences from the attacking breeze, he rushed closer to the ghoul cafe. Soon, a unique scent wafted up his nose. It smelled like roses and vanilla. His lips lightly peeled back into a victorious smirk. 

Raven.

Like a bloodhound, he followed her scent until it grew stronger, as he broke through the glass of a window on the second floor to stop at a specific room - which happened to be hers. Not wanting to wake her so soon, his hand slowly curled around the knob once he was outside her room. This permits the door to be opened and allows him in there.

The soles of his boots ghosted over the tiled floor of her room, making his way over to proceed with this mission. So far, not a crack gave away his leering presence in the shadows of her room. 

He then stood at the side of her bed, peering down at her sleeping frame. Although with her lids shut, Ayato drank in the details of her face. So, that's what she looks like. Huh. She's not as ugly as I expected.

Now Ayato just had to figure out how to get her to Aogiri headquarters -- preferably, without waking her up in the process. Remembrance struck his brain as he recalled bringing a body bag with him. 

As he pulled down the zipper of the bag to open it and carry Raven in the style of a bride -- gently settling her down into it, he winced at himself. God, he felt like he was trying to hide a murder that just took place. 

A slight grunt rumbled from his throat as he heaved the upper half of the body bag over his shoulder. For someone who seemed like a lightweight person, she sure held a heaviness to her weight.

If it wasn't for his ghoulish strength, he would be struggling to carry her right now. So then the body bag was fully lifted off the ground, pressing onto one of his shoulders. And from there, he was able to slip out with ease.

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🇷aven took a slow process of opening her eyes. It didn't take very long before she started to scour her surroundings. 

Where was she? 

She made an attempt to move but found her hands constricted to the wall behind her, trapped by chains that linked to the wall.

Her brows wrinkled to a frown as she tried with a lot of her body strength to burst free but to no avail. Taking a double-take of what was in front of her, Raven saw Ayato standing before her with a smug expression, and immediately glared.

"What'd you do?" She growls.

Ayato's lips curl into yet another sadistic smirk as he sank to crouch on his knees, peering her deeply in the eye. "What does it look like? I captured you for Aogiri, just like I said I would." He then cocked his head to the side, like an owl.

"Did you know that you're in the exact same room as the one that Kaneki got tortured in? it's what made his hair turn white. Except for him, he got chained to a chair. You are in an uncomfortable position, chairless and chained to a wall. How sad." At first, Raven's eyes grew wide, then shifted into an annoyed roll. "And did you also know that your identity is very vulnerable right now since you don't have your mask on?"

Once again, the terrified look returned to settle in her eyes. A small chuckle hummed from his lips as a finger of his flicked across her nose. "Aww, it's so cute when you get scared. You don't even have to try. Just out of nowhere, you're displaying fear again. And here you tried to be so tough." He sneers. 

Raven tried to leer her face away, now returning to the glare she held before. "Don't touch me, Bunny." She snarled.

Ayato then flashed a scowl, "It's Black Rabbit. I'm not a fucking bunny."

Raven felt her lips peel back into a taunting smirk, "I know, don't care. Bunny suits you." She made sure to spit the word Bunny from her lips as she said it. 

Ayato's face only grew darker as he rose back up. "Okay then, welp."

Raven mirrored his scowl, "my title is the Blue Wolf, I'm not a fucking welp." She growled, baring her teeth. 

He then launched a foot into her spleen, hunching her over in pain as she groaned. "Although I know that, I don't give a shit. Welp suits you." Raven raised her head, a flame lighting her eyes as they burned with anger into his sneering yet irked face.

"Doesn't feel good, does it, welp?" He then once more cocked his head, "what about this?" Another kick flew into her stomach, earning a loud groan.

"And this?" The kick then aimed for her face, swiping across her.

He kept taunting her, repeatedly asking before striking again. After the fifth assault, Raven felt a warm substance seep out of her nostrils, and through the parted gape of her lips. 

Blood. Her own blood.

"This is payback for all those times that I've lost to you." He growls before throwing a curled hand into her cheek, nearly loosening a tooth from her lips. Once enough blood started to swell up under her teeth and along with her tongue, Raven pursed her lips, spitting blood at her inflicter.

Ayato emits a disgusted groan, smearing most of it away with one hand. "You're also gonna pay for that, sweetheart." 

She nearly cried out, as his foot up struck her jaw. Her head bowed as a maniacal laugh shook her body. She shot her gaze up to him and uttered her words in a strong tone.

"You know what wolves do to rabbits? They devour them to the bone." She smiles at him, darkness in the simple pull of her lips. "Rabbits are the wolves' prey, so I guess that makes you my prey." Another laugh escaped her, only angering Ayato more. He then gripped a fist of her hair, slamming her head back against the wall, nearly enough to kill her.

Knowing that Aogiri wanted her for their ranks, he restrained himself. "Still think you can beat me, welp?" his voice echoed through her ears, as her vision started to blear, swaying out of focus.

"Always," she chuckles, catching two incoming figures.

One seemed to be a man, with a blood-red mask, and the other is a short feminine figure, whose skin was covered in wraps beneath a violet-hooded dress. 

"That's enough, Ayato." The man snapped, which she almost didn't process. 

Then she felt herself succumb to darkness.