I thought I knew what I was. I knew nothing. I thought I liked doughnuts. I despise them. I thought I had a partner. I had always been alone. I thought I could trust. I can't even trust myself. I thought I was a CCG ghoul investigator. I'm not. I thought I belonged somewhere. I'm homeless. I thought I had nothing to loose. I lost everything. I thought I needed a Quinque. I don't. I thought I would never get hurt. It hurts. A lot. I thought I had no feelings. I feel terrible, I feel scared. I thought I didn't care. I cared, or at least I used to care. I thought I would never need help. I need it. I thought about many things. I keep thinking. My eyes were red. They still are. -XIII-Suzuya- -Coo worker-iwaizumitooru

Uta trails a scent that sends him over the edge. Upon catching up with it, he finds it to belong to a tiny, skinny CCG brat with the most beautiful eyes the world had ever seen. (Uta x Juuzou fanfic)

There are many ways you can kill someone. You can cut them in pieces, you can hang them up, you can stick a knife through their hearts, you can put a bullet through their heads. Humans and ghouls are as fragile as flowers. They can break at any second. It's almost funny how easy they are to manipulate once they are at the verge of death. I should know, I've tried every single way. But still, it feels kind of boring. That's why I'm looking for a new way to murder...The best way to murder. (This story contains violent scenes so if you are sensitive to that or foul langauge, think before you read) (Also this story is full of quotes. Some are mine, some are not. So if you recognize one don't think I'm stealing it c:) [Under editing: this was written a long time ago. Some of the content is cringe-worthy]

After being victim of a brutal ghoul attack by none other than Big Madam herself, Emi's life changes completely. She goes from playing with dolls to playing with knives. From candy rewards, to 'good girl points'. From a comfy bed to a cold cell. The girl who could never even dare to hurt a fly now has to kill to stay alive. ~ Being a scrapper made Suzuya a heartless killer. He thought nothing of it, the only thing that mattered was pleasing Big Madam. The flashier the kill, the more good boy points he earned. He killed to stay alive. He killed to make his Mama happy. He killed because it was fun. But what happens when a girl he had never seen before moves to the cell right in front of his? And worse, becomes Big Madam's new pet? There can only be one scrapper, and that scrapper was him. He would not let that be taken away from him. But as time passes he begins to wonder; does he really want to kill the girl?

[EDITED] This is completed as I am no longer writing for it, so I'm not taking any requests for this book. For further explanation read the last posted chapter ^~^ I started this a while ago and tbh I'm only writing for it for all the people who for some reason like my writing. All rights reserved. If you see my stories anywhere else please let me know. I hope you enjoy ^^