Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Ghoul.

Summary: The six time Muse came to Uta's shop for the masks and the one time she came for Uta.

Looking towards the sky as she headed towards her house, Muse didn't notice the box sitting on her doorstep until she almost tripped on it. Grumbling under her breath at how people shouldn't leave boxes on the ground, Muse picked it up and opened the door to her house earning excited yips from her dogs. Muse set her things down on the living room table and began to play with her dogs as they demanded. She forgot all about the box until the next day. Opening it up as she listened to the rainstorm outside, Muse could only gap at the mask sitting right in the center of the box. It was a wolf mask that was primarily crimson red with white swirls on the cheeks and forehead. Muse slowly lifted it up and stroked the soft, almost fur-like leather. Setting it down as she noticed the note sitting near the side of the box, Muse picked it up and opened it:

Muse,
I hope this isn't terribly forward of me, but I've found myself thinking of you a lot lately. You're a very interesting woman and someone that has clearly lived up to their name as I've found myself stuck with multiple ideas that I can't possibly make all of. The mask in the box is a gift from me to you due to the inspiration you've given me not to mention the help you gave me when I was creating those masks. I know it's a bit late seeing as the last time we saw one another was two weeks ago, but I'm hoping you wouldn't mind too terribly coming to see me at some point soon. It would be wonderful if you would.
Uta.
P.S: The mask is yours, so don't you dare try to return it to me.

Muse stared at the note feeling a mixture of anger and happiness. The anger was from getting an undoubtedly expensive gift and being told she couldn't return it. The happiness was from the fact Uta actually wanted to see her again. She was conflicted about what she was going to do before deciding to follow the advice her mother had given her back when Muse had first moved to Tokyo, "While being cautious will assist you in survival, you should also take the time to enjoy life and wing it."

Taking a deep breath, Muse grabbed her phone and texted Uta, 'I would love to come over. When are free?'

Uta responded moments later, 'Give me an hour and I'll be finished with customers. Do you like the mask? ;P'

Muse's cheek puffed up and her eyes narrow, 'Does feeling like I want to kill you mean anything?'

She could imagine Uta chuckling at her response, 'I'm glad you love it. Can't wait to see you.'

Muse was somewhat tempted to toss her phone at the wall, but refrained from doing so.

Entering HySy artmask after two weeks felt really good despite the fact it was raining rather badly, Muse closed her umbrella and turned to see Uta messing with something on his desk. Muse set her umbrella down by the door while commenting, "You're weird, you know that right?"

Uta snorted softly as he looked up at her, "Weird?"

"Sending expensive gifts to people you barely even know is weird," Muse ran a hand through her slightly damp hair.

"Then it's a good thing I want to change that, isn't it?" Uta surprised her and Muse looked at him with wide eyes.

"You want to get to know me better?" Muse felt a little stupid for asking that considering she wanted to do the same thing.

Uta stood up from his desk and walked over to her, "Mhmm. There's a lot I'd like to know about you."

Muse felt something rise inside of her as she heard him say that. The tone he used and his choice of words seemed to make her heart race while forcing her to take a step back. Each step Uta took towards her caused Muse to take a step back as her heart hammered against her rib cage. Muse didn't notice she was getting close to the wall until her back hit it and Uta was suddenly standing chest to chest with her. Uta's eyes seemed to glow slightly in the light and Muse felt her breath falter as he set his hands on either side of her. Muse swallowed, "L-like what?"

Uta leaned forward, "Do you like me?"

Muse was caught off guard by the question and even more surprised by the immediate answer that left her lips before the question fully registered, "Yes."

Uta smiled slightly, "Good."

Looking at him in surprise, Muse asked, "Good?"

"It means you won't mind me doing this," Uta replied and kissed Muse before she could really understand his statement.

Muse's eyes widen before slipping closed as she began to respond to the kiss. Uta pressed closer to her as Muse's arms wrapped around his neck. A hand settled on the back of her neck as Uta's tongue slid across her bottom lip. Without any further prompting, Muse's mouth opened and Uta's tongue slipped inside. The sliding of tongue against one another and the feeling of teeth clacking together was all Muse could really register other than how Uta tasted. He had some sort of spicy, yet sweet taste that made her crave more the longer she tasted it. The feeling of the cool meal of his lip ring was something she wasn't used to, but found she enjoyed. By the time they broke the kiss, Muse was breathless. Uta's head was settled on her shoulder and his warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin of her neck. As soon as she had regained enough breath to speak, Muse asked, "What does this mean?"

"Go out with me?" He asked and Muse nodded slowly, "Cool,"

Muse let out a soft laugh as that was exactly what he would say to her agreeing to go on a date with him. Muse leaned into him as she said, "Weirdo."

Uta snickered softly as he pressed his face close to her neck and Muse felt extremely happy.

What had been a single trip to find a good mask maker had turned into six meetings that slowly got her to like the mask maker. On her seventh visit, Muse had gotten a date from said mask maker. Deciding that even if she didn't like most of her co-workers, she was grateful that she'd had the luck to be picked to find those masks.

Well that's the last one. Probably not a very good one and Uta was probably OOC, but oh well.