Jane |UTA| [ Re-Write ]

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For eight weeks the process of her eating and Uta cleaning up the left overs continued. Each time, Uta became pickier, almost taking an hour to pick out their victim while she waited nervously at HySy.

He would always counter her with the meat was too fatty and unhealthy for the baby or too skinny with barely any on the bone. The SSS ghoul would come back each month with game he deemed just right, preparing it perfectly for his dove as if Tsukiyama had infected his bones. He felt like the Gourmet or like he was back at the auctions when he fed Jane. Of course he said that each time, shouting the tales up the stairs while Jane dressed for her meal.

It was like they were finally connecting on a deeper level in a sick, disturbing way.

Jane didn't mind, after the first meal she arranged the method of distancing herself from everything and anyone until each morsel of flesh was in her stomach.

Then finally, on the thirteenth week, one Sunday night, she finished her last meal of the first trimester and genuinely, joyfully celebrated in triumph as the child survived into the second.

It was the image expected when a stable couple heard of pregnancy. He coiled his arms around her waist and hoisted the human into the air, at last sporting a smile for the dove as she smiled hysterically against the victory. They only had one example to base their success on and there they were, with their baby intact.

Once Jane was out of the shower, following their strenuous activities, Uta watched from the bed as she pulled on her panties and one of his shirts. He leaned lazily on his elbow and traced his eyes heavily over the slight curve of his girlfriend's stomach.

"I'll have to tell the CCG now".

Uta immediately rose from where he was laying in buried panic, it wasn't clear to those around them but Jane could tell he was alarmed by what she said.

"I don't mean tell them about us, but that I'm pregnant at least, otherwise if any operations come up I'll be expected to assist" Jane sighed before falling into bed beside the ghoul.

"You've been doing patrols?" Uta questioned.

"No, and no operations came up so I avoided leaving the main office. Of course that rose suspicions, I went on patrols every week before" Jane sighed before snuggling into the sheets while using Uta's extended arm as a pillow.

"Who's gonna be the Father in this part-lie of yours?",

"I'll just say my boyfriend and I made mistakes" Jane sighed as she cupped his face, stroking her fingers under his kakugans.

"How will that explain your disappearing act every month?" Uta mumbled as his eyes fluttered closed and his lips pressed to her palm.

"I'll say I'm checking in on my sister, that she's having marriage problems or some crap".

Uta chuckled.

"Sounds solid, has anyone confronted you about Victor?",

"Of course, and I've been playing loyal partner as I closely investigate his disappearance",

"Fooled anyone yet?",

"Everyone but Kishou" Jane announced to feel Uta's fed up sigh brush against her lashes.

"Will he do anything?",

"To be honest, I'm not sure-", the ghoul's eyes shot open, "- Kishou isn't an open book. He's very dedicated to his job yet feels like he owes me for my dad".

"Just pull the dead dad card on him then" Uta proceeded to laugh until he realised the seriousness of his words.

"Don't worry, It's what I have to do" Jane said, exhaling deeply as her words rung out between them.

Uta watched the moral conflict war itself over her features, burning down the forest in her hazel orbs as he pressed his lips harsher against the calloused palm of her hand. He knew she would fight, that she would push through with him, her body was a clear sign of her determination and ambition.

"Remember when we killed Victor and you were about to eat? Do you remember what you said?" Uta questioned, watching as the window's of Jane's soul peered through those thick, orange lashes.

"Of course I do" she softly replied.

"I never said it back",

"What's stopping you?",

"The fact that you'll hate me for this" Uta confessed, finally breaking down that emotionless façade.

Jane felt the walls crumble and allow her to peek through for the second time. He was so vulnerable and completely forced under her mercy.

In silent reply, Jane shuffled forward across the bed with the dim lamplight drowning the two and pressed their foreheads together, allowing their noses to lightly skim each other's.

"I won't ever hate you. Life's too short for that... so you can say it now" Jane whispered, her lips barely skimming over his own as Uta deeply inhaled his nerves.

"Jane... I love you".

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I had a really off day today. My friend initially wanted to hang out with these other girls I barely knew and practically chose them over me.

Then her and someone else dared me to see how long I could go without speaking (because I'm SUPER chatty) and someone took my silence the wrong way and told me I was better when I "shut my  fucking mouth".

That basically made me cry and once I cleaned up I found out the friend that ditched me wasn't coming out with me tonight like she said she would.

Now I'm just extremely low...