~from Kaneki's POV~
I'm sure he's just poking fun at my expense, I thought to myself as I hurriedly left the dining area. I'm just a toy to him.
The thought left me feeling empty.

~from Tsukiyama's POV~
"What is it, Kanae?" I asked, exasperated.
Kanae narrowed his eyes at me disapprovingly. "It's about her," he said, his eyes glittering with hatred.
"Miss Kaneki?" I asked, and he nearly growled. "What about Miss Kaneki?" In my mind, I imagined Kanae informing me that she was a dangerous person, not at all who she seemed to be...Perhaps she was the head mistress of a gang of assassins, or maybe she was the right hand woman of Aogiri forces. While a part of me felt entertained by such thoughts, there was a sense of loss. I spent all of this time figuring out who you are, Miss Kaneki. Please don't let that - you - be a lie...
Kanae huffed slightly. "The thing is..." He looked away, miffed. "Miss Kaneki is not at all a suitable companion for Master Shuu."
"Excuse me?" I asked, nearly coughing. But coughing is such a non-graceful thing to do...A gentleman would never lose his cool.
"First off, she's an Anteiku employee. If you do anything to her - even just keep her here for an extended period of time - a small faction of ghouls will be extremely upset, and they'll most likely see you as the enemy and endanger your safety. Then there's the fact that Miss Kaneki has no status whatsoever, not even as a ghoul. She was bred from poverty, and she'll stay that way her whole life. She's not fit to even be seen with you, Master, with all due respect. Not to mention the fact that you could do far better than her. Woman a thousand times more beautiful than that ugly shell would die for the chance-"
For Kanae's entire rant, I'd stayed silent, trying to control my temper, but that word set off something in me. Before I could stop myself, my hand was around Kanae's throat. "Don't," I growled, "Ever say that word. Don't you ever call Miss Kaneki ugly, or I swear to God, I'll rip your throat out."
After a moment, I realized what I'd done, and I awkwardly let go of Kanae, who didn't move, just stared at me, horrified, and I pretended to dust my hands off, not meeting his eyes.
"Don't," I said, turning so my back faced him, "Interrupt us again."
Kanae's eyes burned as he realized where I was going, but he clenched his jaw and said nothing.
As I walked through the halls by myself, panic ran through my thoughts. What just happened? I'd always been the perfect image of a gentleman, so how had I ended up mistreating my own servant, all because of a mere word? I was better than that...I was not to petty as to threaten death because of a four letters...
But I did.
Biting down on my teeth, I forced the thought away and focused on merely walking. Entertaining my many questions at this time would get me nowhere.

~from Kaneki's POV~
I finally found my guest room, and I decided to just go to sleep. I looked down at the fine dress I had been loaned. There's no way I'm sleeping in this...I thought in despair, so I decided to check the closet for night clothes.
Inside the closet was a single garment on a hanger, and upon seeing it, my mouth fell open.
There's no way I'm sleeping in that...
But then I looked back down at my current clothing once more and realized that I was going to have to, whether I liked it or not.
Well...It's just to sleep in...no one will see me, anyway...
Still feeling anxious, I slipped off the evening dress and tugged on the nightgown (like this but the bottom part is longer like this ).
Already feeling self-conscious, I slipped underneath the comforter and closed my eyes, trying in vain to convince myself that I was wearing a simple shift like normal.
A few minutes later, I heard a soft knock on the door, and before I could tell the person to go away, I heard soft footsteps approaching the bed.
"Miss Kaneki?" came Shuu's voice. "Are you still awake?"
I was silent, closing my eyes even harder than before and hoping that he would just go away.
"It's no use pretending," he said nonchalantly, although he sounded tired. "I can hear your heartbeat."
I gasped slightly, only realizing that I'd been played a moment too late. I was silent for another moment - not because I was pretending to be asleep, but because I was trying to form a coherent sentence. "What is it?" I finally asked, not wanting to sound mean, but I didn't really want a conversation right now.
Shuu sighed. "Miss Kaneki-" He stopped himself, sounding deep in thought.

~from Tsukiyama's POV~
Damn it! This is unlike me. What do I say? Normally, I'd have a dozen lines lined up that would end with a very...entertaining...evening, and yet right now, I can't think of a single one!
To my surprise, I found that I didn't want to use any normal pickup lines on Miss Kaneki.
Not, that is to say, that I did not want to sleep with her and subsequently devour her. That, I still wanted very much - do not mistake my intentions.
However...
When did Miss Kaneki stop being just another conquest to me? Why is she different than the others?
Maybe it was her innocence, her weakness...
Or maybe it was because I could relate to her. She and I were different sides of the same coin - misunderstood, noticed more by a name than by a personality.
If I hadn't seen Kaneki that day, I had the notion that she would have faded into the streets of the ward, lost to everyone, forever...
I sighed. "Miss Kaneki, I do believe that I've fallen in love you," I confessed, sounding almost defeated. I've never fallen in love before...sure, I've appreciated physical aesthetics or various people...I've made countless people fall in love with my fabulous self...but nobody's ever ensnared me before.
She gasped in shock, sitting up and facing me, her eyes wide, and as she sat up, the blanket slid down to her waist, revealing a very...
...interesting...
...wardrobe choice.
Even a gentleman would have to stare in that circumstance, and I did.
As soon as Miss Kaneki noticed me staring at her, she opened her mouth to speak, but she followed my eyes and looked down, immediately blushing and clutching the blanket, dragging it up to her neck. I took a step closer, and she hurriedly moved to the other side of the bed, standing on the other side with only a blanket hiding her nearly see-through nightgown.
"Don't..." she whispered, breathless. "Don't come any closer."
But we both knew who had the real power in the situation.
Using speed limited to ghouls, I vanished and reappeared on her side of the room a second later, and she turned, facing me with wide eyes, sweet fear illuminating her face.
"D-don't-" she began again, but it was too late for protesting.
I easily closed the distance between us and grabbed a hold of her wrists, and as she struggled, she lost her hold on the blanket and was pushed back onto the bed.
Still holding onto her wrists, I was pulled with, so I ended up kneeling above Miss Kaneki's still form.
Fear is so beautiful...I thought abstractly as I leaned down, my kakugan appearing as I used my kagune to smooth a loose strand of hair behind her ears.
Then, while she was trembling beneath me, I lowered my head to her neck, opened my mouth, and bit down on her neck.