You had been reassured by Yoshimura that Kaneki was safe. But you didn't really believe that. You couldn't.
For as long as you had known Kaneki, he always preferred to be alone somewhere reading books. Since the moment Hide introduced you to him, Kaneki seemed... lonely. Sad. Distant.
His demeanor caused both you and Hide to worry about Kaneki on a daily basis. You both wanted the best for your friend, to be there for him whenever he may be in need.
Doubting what you were initially told, you asked Touka how your friend seemed that night. Rather, you continuously bombarded her with questions until she got so annoyed with you that she finally agreed to open up about that night just to shut you up.
But whatever the reason, Touka confirmed your suspicions. According to her, Kaneki did seem different s
New Tokyo Ghoul story! In this one, the reader is the full blooded ghoul twin brother of Kaneki who eats other ghouls instead of humans and doesn't know that Haise is Kaneki when he meets him. One more thing, where Kaneki was black haired before he became white haired, you will be white haired (In the mentions) and then become black haired due to your inner pain. Enjoy. I don't own the image above and the song belongs to Evanescence.
"No please, have mercy on me. Please! AHH!!!"
Those were the last words of a male ghoul before he was devoured by a stronger ghoul. A lone black messy haired ghoul who was bare foot and was wearing handcuffs ate in peace while his tail kagunes flicked in the air. Alas, the sad reality is that you eat other ghouls since it was ghoul from the Aogiri that took your beloved older twin brother awa
Desperate whimpers and gasps filled the otherwise quiet, dark room. Remnants of various edibles littered the floor, along with several piles of regurgitation.
Attempting to choke down a burger his friend was kind enough to buy him, the boy began to cough violently before spitting the food out as if it were poison.
- I am truly terrified by the man in the mirror -
"No. No... This can't be happening... This isn't real." Despite telling himself that, all his self-reassurance vanished as he stared in the bathroom mirror.
His reflection confirmed his greatest fear : He had become something other than human.
- I can't take this pain, there's blood in the drain.
Now the urge is getting stronger and I'm going insane.
There's a monster in my head, it couldn't be any clearer. -
Sharp pains shot through the teen's abdomen. When exactly was the last time he ate something? A few days? A few weeks?
It all seemed like one big blur to him as he trudged down th
“(y/n), I’m going to join Aogiri.”
“You can’t. No, you just came back. Kaneiki don’t, ever-”
“Just let me leave. We’re done (y/n). I don’t love you. I never did.”
“Then leave! I never want to see your face again. You know what? Just go, die for all I care.”
Then he turned around and left.
Every night you dreamed the same dream. And every morning, you gasped for breath, crying. The look in his face, there was no sincerity or hurt. It was the honest straight truth, he didn’t love you. If he really did, something in his face would have given away indication. But it didn’t. His cold grey eyes looked down at you with disgust and hate.
Even at Anteiku, you couldn’t help but cringe at the many memories you had shared with him.
You were upstairs working, until you heard a plate shatter. Sighing at her
Whenever you do that it drives me crazy
When you look into my eyes with that smile
I want to go hug you with all my guts
Stop it stop stop stop stop it
When I feel your touch it triggers the alarm
Whenever we talk you slightly hold me by the arm
I want to turn around and hug you tight, stop it
- GOT7 [Stop Stop It]
It was months before you could say it. There so many reasons why you couldn't say it. Too many obstacles would be in your way..yet it hurt you more if you didn't release your heart. You would rather have it eaten by the boy you had come to love than let it wither in your chest.
The day finally came when you finally gained enough courage to say "I love you."
The shock that crossed his face could have been downright hilarious save for your serious tone. "Please don't" He replied grief-stricken. "I can't. I just can't"
At first he couldn't accept your love because he was more afraid that he himself would hurt you; he couldn't love you the way you deserved. His ghoulish side was always there; lying in wait to take its next victim. It wasn't until he witne
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye--
The smile that proves the parent to a sigh
Thus doth Love speak...~
Despite the unbearable weight against your body, despite sharp points burrowing into your skin, tearing, ripping away the flesh from your bones, the constricting of your lungs,
despite the throbbing, the beating of your desperate heart throughout your body,
it did not hurt.
No aching, not soreness, not even a hint of irritation.
On the contrary, you could almost say you were satisfied.
"Is that good...?"
"Do you need more?"
"That's just fine."
"Take all you need, my love."
~How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed in silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher...~
So much blood...
The stench of the iron melding with bodily fluids wafted through the room. The darkness thic
He knew he had to talk to you or you would probably go and maybe he’d never see you again if you never came back to the coffee shop. And finally, after a few minutes of sulking and questioning if he could do that, he walked up to you and smiled nervously like he would do in some other situations.
“A-ah… Hello! May I ask for your name?” He spoke. He cursed himse
'Where is she? I have to find her! I have to find her!' Multiple thoughts raced through Kaneki's mind, forcing his legs to run through the pain. After his fight with Amon, thinking of you was the only thing that kept him from turning into his kakuja form. The only one who kept him sane.
'Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Why can't I run fast enough!? Why can't I pick up her scent? Where is she? Where is she!?'
Panic was shaking his entire body, making him lose his sense of direction and decision making. He knew he needed to calm down so that he could carefully track you, but he was losing patience. Kaneki needed to know if you were safe.
While running down a particular path, he could smell something familiar. His heart quivered at each inhalation, dashing further and quicker.
It was you.
It was your scent.
But something was off.
He was pleased yet something inside of him restrained his happiness. Another part of his mind was telling him he should be