Trade Mistakes

Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: ALL OF MY WORKS ARE MERELY FANFICTION WHICH IS A FORM OF CREATIVE WRITING AND ARE ALWAYS SOME PERCENT OF AU.

A special thanks to Skeleton_Juu (aka YunJun on AO3) for contributions to this chapter.

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Eto hummed as she dragged the unconscious man along behind her. It was a good morning, in her opinion, but it was about to be wonderful. Inspiration had struck her in the wee hours of the morning when she'd awoken and she wasn't letting go.

She'd been struggling to find ways to further psychologically torture Takizawa for weeks. After all, how did you one up feeding someone their parents? There wasn't much that could trump that. Nothing she found conceivable anyway. At least, until earlier this morning. It had suddenly occurred to her that there was one thing her favourite little pet loved more in the world than his dear, dead parents even if he didn't realise it.

Kousuke Houji had not been easy to capture alive and, mostly, unharmed. Sure, she'd broken into his place undetected but the moment she'd tried grabbing him, he'd woken up and the next thing she'd known there was a knife in her eye. She hadn't thought it would be easy but she hadn't expected him to wake up so easily. Arima would probably give her a stern talking to for this and Tatara would likely go off his rocker at her but it was a price she was willing to pay to see the look on Takizawa's face once he realised who he'd eaten.

Cameras were so beneficial.

"Ahh, we're here." Eto muttered.

She kicked the unconscious man, hoping he'd wake up. She wanted to see a bloody fight so much she wasn't going to dare stay in the cell in case her presence interrupted it. It was lucky it was pretty late at night too.

Houji groaned.

"Awake yet, Houji?" She grinned.

To her surprise, Houji managed to glare at her despite being held by the hair.

"So rebellious." She cooed. "I can see where Owl got it from."
"... What?" Houji asked.
"I do hope this breaks him completely." She continued on like she hadn't heard him. "I've been looking forward to taking all those little pieces and stitching them back together all wrong. Feeding him his parents wasn't enough, apparently. He'll no doubt be hungry, what with all the healing he has to do."

Oh, how she was enjoying the confused look on his face.

"Although, Tata-chan will certainly be angry." She unlocked the door. "He was hoping to kill you himself. Oh well. I suppose I should actually tell you what's going on, eh?"

He didn't reply, much to her dismay. A pity - she was hoping he'd be more talkative.

"I'm going to feed you to T-Owl." She told him gleefully. "Once he realises what he's done, he'll be worse than after I fed him his parents. After all, how could he eat the person who considered him worth something?"

Opening the door, she quickly threw him inside then slammed the door shut.

"Enjoy, Owl." She giggled, locking them in there.

Houji sighed upon hearing the door lock. This was in no way good. Who even was this so-called pet? Although, considering that woman's words, it was someone he knew. He was fairly sure he didn't know anyone like she'd described though. No one who was alive, or a Ghoul, anyway.

Shaking his head, he looked around the cell or at least tried to. It was pitch black and he could smell copper quite strongly, indicating blood. Whether it was fresh or not was another thing entirely. Putting a hand to the wall, he started forward, wanting to gauge the size of the cell if he could.