Hiiii~! Lilly here with an all new story! If you haven't read my Attack On Titan story, I highly suggest reading it. So, yeah, anyways. I've been wanting to start a new story, but I honestly didn't know what to write about. Finally, when listening to Nightcore's remix of Hollywood Undead's believe, I got the idea to write Tokyo Ghoul! I hope you guys enjoy this first chapter! Bye lovelies!

Ghouls were but shadows in the night, like criminals that hid in plain sight. That's what I was taught when growing up. I was always told to stay away from dark alleyways and never go out of my house past sunset. "That's when they feed" is what my mother said. My father made sure to lock my windows and my door to keep the ghouls away every single night.

When I decided to move away and go to college, my parents called me every night to make sure I was safe. They always told me to lock the doors and windows at night, and never leave at night. Although, I did leave my apartment every once in awhile at night. The locking of doors and windows was drilled into my head, so I continued to do it. Years of fear tired me out and I finally got sick of it after graduating from college. Why can't ghouls and humans just get along? I don't understand why they cant get food in other ways. I guess something like that will never come true because of ignorant pricks.

I lay down in a comfortable position on my sofa. I'm Yui Sakono, and I live in a small apartment in Tokyo. To be honest, I love it here. I feel like I have more freedom than when I lived with my parents in Hakone. I'm managing on my own by working at a flower shop. I shifted slightly so I could sit up on the couch. I just wish ghouls had the same freedom.

*Time pass*

I walked down the street on my way to work, and stopped when I saw a coffee shop I never noticed before. The name above the doors said Anteiku.

(I've got time. I should go take a look, I'm thirsty anyway.)

I walked inside the coffee shop and was greeted by and older looking man with gray hair. He gave me a friendly smile.

"Welcome to Anteiku." he said as he sat me down at a table. "What can I get for you today?"

"Coffee, please."

"Alright, coming right up." he said and smiled at me once more before walking back over to the counter to make my coffee. I sat in my seat quietly, waiting for my coffee to be made. As I looked around I noticed how beautiful the place looked. Everything was wooden. It all had an ancient aura to it, much like the man who took my order. I spotted a man about my age walking out of the doors next to the counter. His hair was white, and he had an eye patch over his left eye.

(He's beautiful..)

The man noticed my staring and looked over at me. My cheeks flushed and I looked away. The old man brought my coffee back over and set it in front of me on the table.

"Thank you." I picked up the small cup and smelled the aroma. It smelled nothing like any coffee I've ever had before. I took a small sip of the back liquid and let it slide down my throat. "It's delicious!"

"Thank you very much, miss. I spent years perfecting it." I smiled brightly at him.

"Well I've never had coffee this good. Thank you!" my peppy mood brought the attention of the white haired man. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was looking this way.

"Ahh! Watch what you're doing, asshole!" a man yelled. I looked over to see a small piece of cake had been knocked over onto a table, and a man was screaming at the white haired fellow. "Do you not know how to give someone food?!"

"Excuse me." the older waiter said and walked over to them. Before he could reach him though, the screaming man had knocked over the white haired fellow's tray full of coffee, cakes and other food. Glass shattered onto the floor and the food splattered all over the floor. "Kaneki, go get cleaning supplies to clean this up, I'll take care of this man." the white haired man called Kaneki nodded his head and disappeared into the back. The older waiter calmed the man down and gave him a new piece of cake. As I watched this whole thing go down, Kaneki came back out with towels, and a broom and dustpan. He crouched down and started picking up the broken pieces of glass.

I stood up from my chair and walked over to him and crouched down next to him. He looked up at me as I started helping him clean up.

"That guy was a total asshole. I can't stand guys who bully innocent people." I mumbled just loud enough for him to hear me. He still continued to stay silent as he finally continued picking up glass. We put all the glass in the dustpan and he dried up the floor. After sweeping up the rest of the mess, he went to get a mop. When he finished cleaning he looked into my eyes again.

"Thanks, you're very kind." he said. His voice was like honey, and I wanted to hear him speak again. I smiled at him and began to speak.

"It's no problem. You're name's Kaneki right?" I held out my hand for him to shake. "I'm Yui Sakono, Nice to meet you." I smiled brightly at him, and waited for him to shake my hand. He stared at me in shock for a second, I didn't see what was so shocking about a greeting, but kept my smile anyways. After a long pause, he held his hand out and shook mine. His hand was warm, like a blanket on my hand. It was large, too. As our hands parted, I looked up at him again. "If anyone gives you a hard time again, I work at the flower shop down the street. Come visit me sometime!" I said starting to walk away. I gave the older waiter the money to pay for my coffee, but Kaneki put a hand over mine to stop me.

"It's on the house." he said. His tone was kind and sweet. I looked back at him in confusion. "For helping me clean up." a smile spread across my face.

"Thank you." I said. The older waiter watched us silently. I walked over to the door and waved goodbye to the white haired fellow before leaving the coffee shop.

(Kaneki, he's so nice. I want to see him again.)

I smiled to myself as I though this. When I reached the flower shop I worked at, I put on my apron I always wore and got ready to get to work. One of my coworkers walked over to me.

"Hey, Miki." I said. Miki was the first friend I had when I came to Tokyo. She offered a job at this flower shop and soon became my best friend. Her long black hair was tied up, which was weird., and her brown eyes looked at me kindly.

"Hey, Yui."

"Why is your hair up?" I pointed to the messy bun of hair on her head. She shrugged her shoulders.

"I thought I'd try something new. Does it look okay?" she asked me spinning around to show me every angle. I laughed at her nervous expression.

"Of course, you can pull off anything." she gave me a sarcastic scowl.

"Are you kidding? You're the one who can pull anything off. I bet you could bring a mullet back into style." I squealed at her in horror.

"NO!" I gave her a playful punch. We laughed some more and happily chatted between greeting customers and selling them flowers. Eventually, the day was almost over and I left the shop and headed back to my apartment. As I walked down the street I saw the sun begin to set.

(I've got to get food for dinner tonight or else I'll starve.)

I rushed inside a nearby grocery store.

(I should get something simple, and some snacks for later.)

I walked through the aisles one by one picking out things to eat.

(Maybe I should try eating breakfast at the apartment tomorrow morning, too.)

I ended up buying a few meals and some late night snacks. After checking out at the register, I walked out of the grocery store. The sun had completely set. My face went pale white as I noticed not many people out onto the streets.

(I didn't realized I took that much time.)

I shook my fears away and began walking home.

(It's not like anything has happened before.)

Walking down the dark streets was definitely a bit scary, but I decided to not live in fear my whole life.

"Besides, I've got the street lights to help guide me." I said to myself. Just as I said that, the street light above was smashed and I dropped my bags at my feet. "EEP!" my body stopped functioning. I stood there shaking from head to toe like a chihuahua. something slimy and large wrapped tightly around my body and pulled me into and alley. It kept me from breathing, and as I tried to pry it off me I saw a young man smiling evilly at me. He leaned in close to me and laughed. I noticed the slimy thing that was wrapped around me was a tentacle that was attached to his back. It was black and smelled of blood. It oozed something red from it.

(Blood, but who's?)

"Damn, you smell tasty. I'm gonna have a frenzy with you." the man said. I looked over to the side to see something dead on the ground near us. It was a person, who's body was so inhumanely devoured that I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. My eyes widened and tears flowed from them.

(Now I know why we can't live with ghouls in peace.)

I shut my eyes and readied myself for what was to come. I knew I was going to die a slow, painful death at the hands of a ghoul, the thing my parents always feared would happen.

(Someone help me!)

"Uwahh!" I opened my eyes to see what had happened. The man that was directly in front of me was now on the other side of the alleyway and my body had been freed. I could see a man approaching him. The man had multiple red tentacles on his back that held the other man down. My eyes widened when I saw white hair my body gave out. I dropped to the ground and looked up at him in horror. Even though his back was facing me I knew who it was.

"K-Kaneki.." I breathed out in fear. He didn't even turn his head to look back at me, all he did was walk towards the man he had restrained.

"Don't touch her." he said. His voice sounded furious.

(H-he's protecting me?)

Kaneki used his tentacles to throw the man out of the alleyway and into the street. Finally, he turned to me.

"You okay?" he asked. There is was again, that honey-like voice that made me melt. It was as if the whole situation we were in had never happened and we were still in Anteiku. The wind blew through his hair and tossed it around just a little before it fell perfectly back into place. I noticed the eye patch on his eye was gone and his left eye was showing. In contrast to his blue eye on the right, his left one was red, like blood, and the whitesof his eyes were black. Though I was slightly scared at the red eye, I was also oddly intrigued as to why only one eye was red. I stood up and walked over to him and threw my arms around him.

"Thank you!" I cried into his shoulder. It was obvious that he didn't expect me to hug him because his body was completely stiff and he didn't hug me back. "I thought I was really going to die!" Kaneki awkwardly patted my back in an attempt to soothe me. His tentacles disappeared into his back and he put distance between us.

"You're not scared of me?" he looked into my eyes. I could see hints of confusion and sadness in them.

"I am a little, but I don't think you're gonna kill me." I said. His eyes shot open and he didn't know what to say. His mouth was slightly open and it was obvious that he hadn't had any experience in this type of reaction. I wiped away the tears that remained lingering under my eyes and looked at his body. I noticed that my hug had transferred a lot of blood from my body to his. It was the blood from the other ghoul's tentacle. "O-oh my god, your clothes! I-I'm so sorry!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the alleyway with me. I noticed my bags of food still sitting on the sidewalk and picked them up. I walked with him down the street back to my apartment. "I've got to clean you up!"

"W-what? You don't have to do that!" he said. I could tell he was panicking. It brought a smile on my face as a laugh escaped my lips.

"Don't worry, it's the least I could do for what you did back there." I looked back at him, still smiling, as I kept walking. He just stared back at me a little calmer than just seconds before. We kept walking until we reached my apartment. When we stepped inside, I led him to my kitchen and leaned him on the kitchen counter. I sighed in relief when I saw that only his shirt had gotten blood on it. Me on the other hand, I was drenched from head to toe. "You're gonna have to take your shirt off so I can clean it." I said. He sighed and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. Once by one, his shirt slowly became undone.

I saw that the blood had soaked through the shirt and stained his perfectly pale skin underneath. I took his shirt and put it in the washer. I walked back into the kitchen and after grabbing a bucket of soapy water and a sponge. He was still leaning against the counter when I got back. I pulled up a chair and sat in it and set the bucket on the counter next to Kaneki. I soaked the yellow sponge in the soapy water and rang it out before gently scrubbing the blood off him. With every stroke, I could see more of his pale skin and slight muscles. He wasn't muscular enough to be a body builder, but he was strong enough looking to make my face flush in embarrassment. I tilted my head downwards as I kept cleaning off the blood.

"Why are you so kind? I'm a ghoul, a killer." he said sadly. I dunked the bloody sponge back into the soapy water as I answered him.

"You don't seem like a killer to me." I said and went back to cleaning. When he didn't say anything else I looked up at him to see a dark expression on his face.

"I could be." he mumbled. I stopped cleaning and looked into his red and blue eyes.

"If you were after me, you would've killed me already." I said bluntly.

"H-how do you know I'm not waiting for the right moment?" he was getting flustered. I couldn't help but laugh at his slightly red face.

"It's okay, Kaneki. I'm not scared of you now. Just because you're a ghoul doesn't mean you're a killer." he gazed into my eyes.

"No one has ever said that to me before." I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Well no one can be anything like me."