Uta

– “Finally decided to try an eyeball?!” Uta is perplexed at the sight he just walked into.

– “Yup.” You try to act nonchalant. You know eyeballs are not nutritious. You’ll have to wait until Uta kills again, though you like to live in the denial that he ever does. h

–  Uta’s eyes narrow. He crosses the room, a question in his mind. You’ve been sick lately, of course. But he doesn’t ask directly – all he says is “are you okay?”

– You assure him you are, heart sinking. Things are awkward for the next day. You’re anxious to eat more food, and Uta is anxious about what you’re hiding. 

– When he leaves the bed you share the next evening, you tiptoe after him. 

– “I thought you didn’t like me killing,” he calls from the street over. 

– You emerge from around the corner, a guilty expression on your face. 

– “Do I have to ask?” he says sorrowfully.

– A lump grows in your throat. “I’m – I’m pregnant, Uta.” You explain you didn’t want to tell him, lest he want you to let it die. As you speak, his kagune wraps around you, drawing you closer and closer. 

– “Hey, if the tiny halfling matters to you, it matters to me,” he says, sincere. He decides to call Yomo to give you both meat for tonight.

Yomo Renji

– Yomo has noticed someone stealing from :Re’s supplies, so he’s waiting for the thief in the basement of :Re, just hidden from the refrigerator.  

– He freezes when he sees his you tiptoe down to rummage in the refrigerator. With concern, he watches his you choke down human meat and gag, yet force yourself to swallow.

– He steps out into the open, shocked and unsure what to say. 

– Your head hangs. “I knew you’d catch me some day. I guess you know now.” 

– Yomo, the lovable doofus he is, takes a few seconds to realize what’s actually going on. Though somehow even more stunned than before, he quickly embraces you.

– “You’ve lost so much – I didn’t want to get your hopes up,” you admit. “You have every right to be angry.”

– Yomo tells you he doesn’t care, because this is all he ever wanted but never dared to dream of, and that you shouldn’t bear this alone. He kisses you passionately.

Washuu Yoshitoki

– As an bureau investigator in CCG, you stayed in the office most days. Know colloquially as the Computer Queen, you weren’t directly under Chika. Which was good, because you’d been secretly dating for months.  

– As both of you wanted to keep your relationship under wraps – you for your career, him for his father’s disapproval – you were terrified to discover that you were pregnant.

– Unfortunately for you, the blood test also revealed that your child was half ghoul. You fled the clinic before investigators – your colleagues – arrived, grateful you’d given a fake name.

– Was Chika…a ghoul? You hadn’t been with anyone else – not recently at least. Feelings of betrayal overwhelm you, and yet you don’t want to expose him – you don’t want him to be killed. 

– So you vanish, with only the child developing in your belly to keep you company. 

– You follow a ghoul to the dangerous section of town, where you stumble upon a child ghoul feasting on a body. The kid lets you eat, too, and you ponder your fate, and your child’s. 

– CCG appears, and you help the child flee, but you yourself are caught. Blood-soaked and human, yet cannibalizing a corpse with a ghoul. Yoshitoki himself sees photos of you kneeling before the corpse, crying with despair. 

– Once you are arrested, your pregnancy is detected, though you refuse to name the father.

– At night, Yoshitoki enters your cell and stares at you. You fight the urge to slap him, and he is too overwhelmed for words. He steps forward, hesitantly, and touches your stomach. Then he leaves. 

– when Marude questions you the next morning, Yoshitoki enters the room and tells his best friend that the child is his. 

– He then says he has allowed Matsuri to flee from CCG and V’s surefire vengeance- hence the wait – but that you should not be punished. Of course, he hopes that Maru will listen first. And that you will forgive him, though he does not expect it. 

– You both shelter with Hide, per Marude’s arrangements, and you reconcile there.