WARNING!!! DISTURBING DESCRIPTION UP AHEAD. LOL BYE

Anyways, let's all pretend that nichirin blade also works on ghouls. Else how would I make a drama out of this story if she can't even be scratched or wounded.

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"Uncle... why?" The child, barely even ten lay weakly on the floor. Blood oozing out on every gash from her body, trembling in fear and trying to breathe.

The said man who most likely resembled the devil himself turned to the girl who lay on the floor. In his hand, a machete still dripping with fresh blood.

The square room had been her room ever since her father passed away. Her only companion died from the same person she's looking at now. The man with red blood irises and the darkened whites.

It was all because of him...

"Too bad I couldn't feed too much on you or you'll die." Her uncle said, grinning from ear. "For a little freak, your meat is times more tastier than some bunch of weakass humans." He grinned at her, licking the tip of his lips with the blood staining his mouth.

"...Please... I'm sorry..." the child hardly breathed out. Blood pooling out of her side where he sliced some flesh from.

"Will you try running away again?" The man asked.

"I won't... s... so... rry..."

"Yes. That's right. Little ghouls like you can't survive outside. You should stick to uncle..." he sat on his feet to reach onto the freshblood from the wound. "That old man of yours died because he went away from me." He said putting his bloodied finger on his mouth.

This man who killed and ate his own brother saying it's for the sake of the family and survival. He who takes a pound of flesh from a child barely even able to fight because he said that she was a delicacy. That disgusting man that smiles while cooking the flesh in front of its weakening source. Laughing louder than her sobs, dangerous than humans.

The child began to sob.

"Don't worry... uncle is here." The man hummed in a whisper. He kept repeating those words that sounded like a nightmare to her.

A curse...

Him, being here is the last thing she'd ever want. No matter how gentle he spoke, how kindly he would pet her h/c locks or how he would cry whenever she is sick. His facade is what she despised the most.

"I'm here." These two words that surrounds poison. But if it really is, she wished she's already been killed this instance.

...Here...

...'m here...

/n...

Don't cry...

I'm here...

She began to feel herself regaining consciousness. Her dazed self began to realize what was happening.

Y/n opened her eyes that is now covered from the glory of its golden irises and blackened whites, feeling a certain flavor touching her tongue. From what she can percieve, she was currently biting onto a flesh while her body was being squeezed on the floor.

"Calm down." He said in a calm voice.

Y/n felt the cool tatami mats behind her the moment she regained her sanity back.

It was then had she realized that she was biting onto Giyuu's arm. The flavor she tasted was from his blood itself. It was a good thing she hadn't ripped the flesh yet and simply had half her teeth biting onto him.

Her eyes started turning back to their natural color. Blinking as more tears fell to the side of her eyes. She loosened her teeth slowly, freeing the man's arm.

The water hashira sighed in relief seeing that she's finally calmed down. Now he was observing her while she looked back at him with the same nonchalance. Some of her wounds healed and the others were still on progress which made Ayato's claim to be true that she had an effecient regenerative ability.

"Get off." Y/n spoke.

Giyuu who now just noticed that he was still pinning her with his body, quickly sat up. Y/n followed afterwards, standing up and disappearing into her room shutting it closed.

The man simply sat there, thinking back on the girl's state of mind earlier. Just as soon as they got back, she quickly jumped away from him. Her golden irises trembled and looked confused.

She held her head trying to shield it from something and continuously apologized.

Her voice were broken with sobs and fear as she chanted "I'm sorry uncle, I'm sorry." Almost like she was a child who did something wrong.

Somehow, Giyuu felt his chest tightening. He tried to calm her but she was too afraid to think. Her kagune was trying to reform, but her weakened state and the blow Ayato did made it disperse.

The door on Y/n's room slammed open. The young Hashira snapped out of his thoughts and turned to the girl who was stomping back with a first aid kit in hand. Sitting cross legged in front of her superior and grabbing his injured hand.

He flinched from her sudden action but simply watched her wash off the bleeding with cloth. "It's Ayato's job to keep me in check. Do you seriously want to die?" Her voice held irritation. She was mad over tha fact that someone else saw her looking like crap.

"Ayato stayed for the meeting." Giyuu replied. Flinching again when the girl pressed the ointment on his wound.

"If I haven't been weakened by the damage on my body, do you think you still have this hand?" She asked.

"But you're weakened so nothing worse would have happened." The quiet man replied watching her tending to his arm.

She bit her lower lip. This dude was seriously making her more guilty just by not doing anythint at all. If it's Sanemi, he'd probably cut her head off already. At least punch her or something! Y/n think she'd feel better if the ravenette would've hurt her back.

"Your uncle." He spoke carefully as he brought out the man she kept apologizing on. "You kept mentioning him."

Y/n frowned hearing the term. But she didn't stop applying the medicine. "Him. His my dad's brother." She replied casually. "He killed his brother because he tried to leave the house with me."

"You're afraid of him." Giyuu stated after having observed her demeanor, he even felt the slight trembling of her hands.

"I am." She chuckled.

Everyone in her world knew what she's gone through because it was a widespread news report after the doves capture the SS+ rated ghoul who's known to have abducted and ate children for a span of 10 years, he's even an allied partner of those weirdo gourmets who eat whatever they find apetizing. After slaying him, who would have thought that the bastard kept a journal of dishes with him?

The silence burdened her just as much as Giyuu's staring that she thought it's better to spill the beans to a single person than a whole gang. "Before I was taken to cochlea, my uncle chops some flesh off of me in order to cook some special dishes. I was even hoping I'd die from blood loss. But the asshole seemed to know where and when to slice me." She explained.

"Cochlea?"

"Some jail for ghouls. Got there being tortured the shit out of me during interogations."

"Why would they do that to you? Aren't just a child?"

Y/n looked at him amd snorted as if he was the weird one. Bringing out the gauze from the first aid and started wrapping his wound. "I'm a ghoul. What else do you expect from a society where humans are always righteous? Aren't you guys the same with demons?" She replied doing a continuous motion with her hands rolling the cloth around his arm hiding the hideous bite she did.

"We kill demons instantly. We don't do that sort of things." The water Hashira defended.

"Well, lucky the demons be then." Y/n shrugged after saying that out in sarcasm. She didn't particularly hate all humans and ghouls but she didn't like them either.

Both sides are worse on their own ways that she want nothing to do with them.