The Pink Eyeball ( Uta Tokyo Ghoul )

Sunglasses

He stepped inside the cafe and turned towards me. His lips curved into a smile in a curiously triumphant way, as if he knew something he shouldn't. He made a beeline for me while I sit there with my mouth hanging open stupidly. Dropping onto the seat opposite mine uninvited as if it was the most natural thing in the world,he just sat there, smiling his stupid enigmatic smile with his head cocked to aside.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses?", was my first question to him. Yet the stupid maskmaker in front of me did not reply. He just draw my cup of coffee towards him and twirl the cup around. I reached out and grabbed my coffee back.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. "I've never seen you here before."

This time he replied me. "Are you the only one who is allowed to come here and enjoy a cup of coffee?"

Drat him for avoiding my question this way.  I wasn't giving up so easily. "Why are you wearing sunglasses?" I repeated again.

  Uta looked and me and smiled. He opened his mouth to reply but shut his mouth abruptly as if someone just interrupted him. He sighed.

"Looks like my time with you is up, Akira-san." he said with a scowl." Let me owe you a question another time."

He got up and walk towards the stormy face Yomo. Now that I looked at him, Yomo wore a mask of impatience on his face. Together, Yomo and Uta walk towards the back door of the cafe.

Now, what was that all about? I sat there musing for a while longer before paying my bill. I stood and walk out of the cafe as I heard a voice behind me. "Akira!"

The voice belong to the creepy maskmaker. "You may pick up your mask tomorrow."

And with that, he dissapeared back into the cafe.

    The next morning, I went to school as usual. I combed my hair into a neat ponytail and tied a pink ribbon for luck. Then, I slunged my peach colored bag over my shoulder and set off to school.

It was just another very boring day at school. I tried to chat with Touka, yet she seemed uncharacteristicaly preoccupied, giving me short vague answers or not noticing my presence at all. So it was a relief when the bell rang for the final lesson.

Touka hastened a short goodbye before hurrying away, leaving me alone to find my way to Hysy ArtMask Studio. I wondered whether I should ask Touka about her problems, but I think she made it quite clear that she did not want me butting in.

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"Close your eyes."

"What? Is it necessary?"

"I want you to be surprised. Come on. Close your eyes!"

I sighed and closed my eyes while he sniggered behind me, enjoying my defeat. "No cheating!" he said. I did not even bothered to reply.

I am sitting in front of a large paneled mirror while he stood behind me. I could feel the chilling tingle down my spine whenever he was near me. After what seems like an eternity, I finally grew impatient. Just as I started to open my mouth to protest, he spoke up.

"Just checking whether my naughty little kitten is cheating."

Okay,  this is getting too far.

"I am not a kitten nor am I your  kitten", I hissed through my teeth.

He silenced me by slipping something on my face.

I did not need his command as my eyes flew open. A masked reflection stared back at me, her eyes wide and shocked as I take in the mask which Uta slipped on my face. It was simple, a very simple and clear design with a pinkish whiskers and a small, golden button nose of a... Kitten. As if he can read my mind, Uta laughed. The whole mask seems to be slightly glowing with a mother-of-pearl sheen and tinted pink.

I lifted a pale finger to stroke the mask on my face. The mask maker himself stood behind me with a smug expression.

But then he bent low until his lips were right next to my ear. He hesistated a while before asking me,"Do you... Like it?"

For once, he seemed anxious for my approval. I decided to tease him.

"Hmmmmmm.... The design seems extremely simple." I turned my head around, studying my reflection. "The whiskers seems very  pink." I emphasised on all superlatives. He frowned.

"You mean... You don't like it?"

I decided to copy his trademark movement. I tilted my head to my left, and contemplated my reflection in silence. The strange Uta started to fidget uncomfortably.

"I could make some alterations if you want... I can add some detail of it is too simple for you. I you prefer black whiskers, I could change them. Or white. Or golden, or yellow or re-"

I swivelled in my chair to face him as I laughed aloud. "No. I love this mask. Thank you very much."

He did not smile.

"That. Is. Not. Funny."

His stern expression makes me want to giggle.

"Why is it that you are allowed to be funny while I can't?"

He frowned at me and then slipped something on top of my head.

"What are you doing?"

In response to his question, he spun my chair around so that I face my reflection once again. My eyes widen in shock as I see that I had grown an additional pair of pink cat's ear. This time, Uta laughed and said "It's my free gift to you." I reached up my hair and pull it out. Oh. It's just a head band."I just thought it would suit you." I look at him to see if this was a joke, but his deadpan expression did not waver.

Now it's my turn to sigh as I put the mask and the silly head band in my bag and hand him the payment.

He then come around to face me and suddenly, without any warning, he placed a finger on my chin. If I wasn't so shocked, I would have gasped. His finger felt like a piece of ice, so cold and frozen.

He tilted my chin so that I was staring directly into his face.

"Don't always wear the mask... Though maybe you need to hide a face so pretty. We don't want any unwanted attention now, do we?" he smiled his stupid smile. His face was so near I could see his eyes, vivid red set on black coal. And I can see that it was not natural... Yet it wasn't fake...

My thought are interrupted by another observation at his lips.

  

    I found myself wondering what his pierced lips felt like, will it be as cold as his finger that is still under my chin, forcing me to look at him?

What does it feel like to have my lips on his...

The distance between our face become shorter as our face become nearer, my breath become quicker and so is the beating of my heart... We were so close our lips are almost touching...

Just then, the door of the studio swung open to reveal the most colorful men I have ever seen.

His hair was a shocking rich purple and he wore an elegant white pant suit with a purple silk shirt to match his hair. His face become amused as he saw us, face inches apart, Uta's finger on my chin.

"Mon Dieu!" he exclaimed. "Am I missing something?"

He smiled again as his eyes flickered towards my face.

"Or am I interrupting your dinner?"

DAYUMMMMMMM
Who is the purple hair guy?! I think many will know XD
but what is he doing here? And most importantly, why is he meeting Uta??? Well. Wait for the next update guys!

4th chapter. Not bad for first timers! If there's any mistake please forgive me =w=

Mon dieu= "good heavens" in french. Similar to the expression of "oh my god!"

Anyway, I inserted a picture I have drawn myself which is what i visualised as Akira and her mask... Lol. That shocked expression XD