so i have been watching Tokyo Ghoul and i had this idea and like with my Obito's Journey story i saw nothing like this so here this is. i will work on this one but probably not as much as Obito's Journey.

Chapter 1: Kidnapped

It was that time of year again in the Village Hidden in the Leaves otherwise known as Konohagakure. It has been five years since the Yondaime Hokage sealed the Kyuubi away and saved his village. To celebrate this, a yearly festival was held every year during the week of October 10th to celebrate the day that the Yondaime had save them. However, for one villager, a child to be specific, this was the worst week possible to be alive.

He didn't know why the villagers hated him; he didn't know why he was constantly alone. Even some of the animal masks hated him and they were supposed to watch him. The small child came to this conclusion because even though he knew they were there somewhere, if a villager started to hit him they would not do anything for several minutes before stepping in. the only animal mask that the small blonde child could count on was Inu to save him. Inu even gives him presents on his birthday when he normally would not get anything at all.

And right now it was that time of year again, but this time the five year old was running through the streets and alley ways of Konohagakure trying to escape the mob of villagers on his tail. Compared to other children his age the sun yellow blonde child was faster that others in his age group. But to his bad luck Inu was out on a mission and the five year old was left with his apathetic guards that didn't care for him at all, and the only reason that the spiky blonde child was out of his apartment was because he was out of food and he thought that he could swipe something from some of the festival stalls for dinner.

"Get back here you demon brat!" yelled the gaggle of angry villagers as they ran after the target of their aggression.

The child was growing tired but judging from where he is right now he could probably sneak into a training ground to hide from his assailants. Just as this plan was thought of an empty sake bottle smashed to the ground on his left. Even as his stamina was reaching its limit that gave him an extra boost to make it to the chain linked fence to one of the villages many training grounds.

The boy was able to climb over the fence before the mob of villagers could catch him, but he didn't stop there. To make sure that he survives the night he goes to find a hiding place in the peaceful forest of the training ground. But while he was looking for somewhere to stay for the night he was caught by some low ranking obscure and generic looking Jonin.

"Got'cha ya little brat." Growled the brown haired shinobi as he grabbed the child by the scruff of his shirt and held him up, the boy could only whimper in fear.

"Now we won't have to deal with you anymore." Growled the shinobi as he knocked the child out.

Being able to sneak the container of a giant chakra demon out from under the noses of his ANBU guards was an amazing feat. However, this act was done with the help of one of the child's guards which would mean that that one ANBU member had turned traitor. The deal that had been made was one that benefitted both the Jonin and the ANBU member equally.

The plan was that during the shift change that October 10th morning the masked man would sneak into the blonde boy's apartment and steal all of his food forcing him to venture out into the festival for food. There, the crowd of villagers would do most of the work and chase him into one of the training grounds. While the child was being chased the ANBU member would trick the other guards into following a fake, a shadow clone, while the Jonin followed the original into the training ground.

Now this is the part where the generic looking Jonin left the village to get rid of the demon child. The next part of the plan would be to chuck the child onto a random boat that was on its way out of the Barrier. Since there were so few sailors that ventured outside of the Barrier that separated their continent from the rest of the world in some sort of weird pocket dimension, it was even harder to find one that was willing to do something this unsavory since there was a sort of unspoken pact between the villages that each sailor that ventures beyond the Barrier is neutral territory. But the corrupt ANBU was able to find one that had agreed to take the kid and just dump him at a random place beyond the Barrier.

But before the two corrupt shinobi put their plan into action the Jonin had asked for three weeks leave because of a mission gone wrong that he had had recently. The journey to where the sailor was docked took about two days hard run from the village by the land of water. During this run the small blonde child was give ration bars before being knocked out again until they got to the boatman.

"This who you want gone?" asked the shady boatman. This boatman does business with the less savory and illegal people of the Elemental Nations, mostly with Gato because of where he was located.

"Yeah, just leave the kid when you get there." The Jonin said as he handed the scared shitless child over to the sailor.

"Well if that's it, I'll be on my way then since you already paid me."

The shinobi just grunted and made his way back to Konohagakure feeling better because to him, he had done the village a service by getting rid of the Kyuubi brat.

The journey beyond the Barrier was scary to the small boy because the mean ninja had barely fed him the entire time and would hit him every once in a while during their trip. Now he was with this strange man that smelled like rotting fish corpses that was not any better than the man that had kidnapped him. The few times that the blonde had opened his mouth to try and be nice to the man, but that only got him smacked. So for the following two months was spent in a depressive silence until they had docked in Japan in the dead of winter in January.

As soon as they had landed the blonde child took his chances with the cold weather and bolted. But that was a terrible idea and before long he was behind a dumpster slowly freezing to death. Before he had blacked out completely he heard a voice talking to him before he fell unconscious.

"You'll thank me for this later kit." Said the demonic sounding voice as it set about changing the small boy's genetic code.

Suddenly his body started to heat up rapidly and hurt even worse than some of the beatings from the villagers, it felt like he was being repeatedly stabbed all over with a hot knife. The pain was unbearable for the boy it was like his insides were on fire and burning him alive. The pain began to subside after five minutes but it felt like hours and when the blonde uncurled himself his stomach let out a loud growl letting him know how hungry he is.

"Hey are you okay little boy?" came the kind voice of a woman.

The child looked up to see a pretty dark haired woman in front of him, but he didn't answer as his mouth started to water at the delicious smell that the woman seemed to give off.

"Here have some melon bread." She said offering packaged melon bread to the starving boy.

But the boy acted on instinct and an orange tail like construct formed from his tail bone. But before the woman could scream in fright of the child ghoul in front of her she was stabbed in the chest drowning in her own blood. Strangely enough the sun blonde boy was not put off by this, probably from the treatment of the villagers. When the body fell to the ground he gingerly took off the woman's clothes and shoved his hand into her abdomen and ripped a chunk of meat off and brought it to his nose to smell. The smell of the woman's flesh was intoxicating and drove him to shove the meat into his mouth, and it tasted like the best thing he has ever had. Even better than Ichiraku's ramen which was about the only thing he had ever had.

Spurred onward by the delicious tasting woman he dug further in tasting the even more delicious innards of his first kill. To the small boy the woman was a feast and this was the first time in his memory that the boy had been full. After his feast on the woman he was still in the throes of ecstasy that was his first meal in a while a voice came from behind and startled the boy.

"You know, you should be more careful when eating kid."

Startled the spiky haired child jumped and turned around so fast he might have given himself a whiplash doing so. But who he saw was this unassuming hazelnut haired person with black rimmed glasses with hazelnut eyes, the boy's only response was, "But I was hungry."

The hazelnut haired teen sighed, "When was the last time you ate?"

Confused about what the teen meant the boy pointed to the corpse behind him. The tall teen shook his head.

"That's not what I meant. I meant before her obviously."

The blonde child cocked his head to the side in confusion as he tried to think about a time where he had eaten before the pretty lady. "I don't know."

"What about your parents? Surely they would have fed you."

"I don't have any mister." Was the simple and blunt answer.

Frustrated the teen looked up at the setting sun and looked at the partially eaten corpse behind the small child, there was enough meat left on it to fill himself was what was going through his head as he came to a conclusion.

"I'll finish off the corpse and I'll take you to some friends that could help you, okay kid?"

The blonde looked at the be speckled teen in slight suspicion but nodded his head in agreement, the older boy had done nothing to hurt him so far so he would trust him for now.