{A\N}: Hey guys. Kaneki x Reader Fanfic. If ya' like my writing well.. hope you like this x3

First Name: F\N

Last Name: L\N

Hair Colour: H\C

Eye Colour: E\C

COMMENCE OPERATION!

Chapter 1

Red Flower Boy, When Will You Bloom?

"Young maiden, young maiden, where do you go?

Red, the spider lilies on the grave,

Spider lilies

Today too, I came to break off a bud.

Young maiden, young maiden how many are there?

Seven in the earth, like blood,

Like blood

Exactly, the age of that child

Young maiden, young maiden, take care

If you pluck one, the sun at midday,

The sun at midday

One after another they will bloom

Young maiden, young maiden, why do you weep?

No matter how many I pluck, spider lilies

Spider lilies

Eerie, red, still seven."

-Kitahara Hakushu

I read outloud, looking down at the bouquet of red spider lilies that I carried in my arms. Mother had always loved them. I can't help but remember all the times she would go to the florist and special order them, just for us. "Mother.." I murmured, looking at the poem on the card for the bouquet. I stop, looking down at the grave of my dear mother. As I lay the flowers down, I can't help but sense someone behind me, but when I turn there is no one. "How strange." I comment absently, standing up to brush myself off. "It has been 6 years since you died, Mother..I am 17 now..Father is as busy as ever, of course.. He doesn't really acknowledge me much, per usual. I am still studying to be a doctor, you see. I want to be able to save people from diseases, like the one you had. I miss you, mom.." I run my hand over the stone that had her dear name carved in it. "I'll come visit you again, alright? I should have dinner ready for father." I turned, my {H\C} blowing rapidly in the wind as I walked back to where I left the taxi.

When I arrived home, Father was there. It was strange, really. He was never home during the day. I opened the already unlocked door and took a step in to slide off my shoes. "Papa! I'm home!"

Arima Kishou {A\N: LOLOL whale not? He is 42 in this fic give the guy a family.} looked up from his book. "{F\N}..You stayed out late again. Welcome home."

"My apologies. I was visiting Mother." I come into the living room, looking around. Judging by the mess of papers, Papa brought his work home with him. "Papa, you trashed the living room.. again." I sighed, putting my hands on my hips. "I can't clean the room every day, you know. I'm trying to get a job too."

Arima couldn't help but chuckle. He looked the girl over. "{F\N}, you look so much like your mother at that age. Even your {E\C}."

"Momma was beautiful..I'm less than average." I pout, flopping on the couch. "When is your next trip? This is the first time this month you've been home this early."

"I leave tomorrow in the morning for the 16th ward. You'll be alright, correct? No babysitter needed?" Arima smiles, clearly messing with you.

"Yes, Papa! I get it. Home by 9, always carry my quinque knives, never accept candy from a stranger." I returned the smile. It was really nice seeing Father's rare smile. "I'll be fine Papa. You worry too much."

"I worry less than I should. I fear for the ghoul that encounters you, as the daughter of the Shinigami." Arima shakes his head, closing his book after marking the page. "Since I must get up early, I'm going to head to bed. Do not stay up too late, {F\N}. You aren't going to skip school just because I'm not here." Father stands, coming over to me and kissing my head. "Goodnight. Sweet dreams." He said as he went upstairs.

I watched him go. I'm glad to see Father home, but it never lasts long. He is always so busy with work, all I can do is watch from afar. My grades are perfect. I can clean, cook, and work. I can even use my quinque knives, but none of that matters to Papa. By the time I go to bed it is 11:00PM. All I can do is dream of my childhood. "Mother, Father.. I want..to see the stars again.." I murmured before drifting off to sleep.

In the morning, when I awoke, Father was already gone. He had made breakfast and covered it on the table for me. I quickly heat it up and eat, as it is already 8 AM, and it takes 15 minutes to travel to my school. I put on my uniform and run out of the house with my bag, locking the door behind me. After running, I reach school by 8:20AM. As I skid into the classroom, I flop in my desk. "Safe!" I called out, laying my head on my arms. My cheeks were pink due to running all this way. My friend, Yoriko, called out to me. "{F\N}-chan! Over heeerrreee!"

"Yoriko-chan!" I smiled, getting up from my desk and walk over, sitting right beside her. "Good morning, Yoriko-chan. And you too, Kirishima-san." I said politely. As I didn't know much about Kirishima, I didn't want to call her by her first name yet.

"{F\N}, just call me Touka-chan already! Geez." The girl seemed to pout. Kirishima-san had such lovely blue eyes, and her nature was mysterious. I couldn't help but admire the beautiful girl.

"Haha, my apologies." I scratched the back of my head. "Say, want to get crepes after school? Father went out of town, so I have nothing that need my immediate attention after school." I tilt my head, offering a kind smile.

Yoriko was quick to say yes, but Touka seemed a little..thrown off. "I have to work today..I want to go.." She pouts once more.

"Haha, we'll visit you then too, Touka-chan!" Yoriko said happily, clapping her hands together. The school bell rang, and we returned to our seats.

"Rise. Bow." The teacher called out rollcall. After that, the day proceeded quickly and it was already time to go.

"Ready, Yoriko-chan?" I called. The girl nodded, slipping on her shoes. Touka waved and parted ways as Yoriko and I went for crepes. To put it simply, we ended up eating two each, and then bought one for Touka. We then made our way to the cafe where she worked, called Anteiku.

The scent of the shop was amazing, to say the least. The smell of coffee gave the feeling of life to the shop. Touka ran up to us, greeting us instantly. "You made it. Come on, have a seat. Hey, Kaneki! Can you come make this order?" She called to the back.

A black haired boy with a white eyepatch came out from the door. "Touka-chan..I can't find the Colombian beans in the back.."

"New people." She rolled her eyes. But I couldn't stop staring at the boy. He was cute, to say the least. He seemed so fragile..like if you breathed too hard around him, he'd break. I couldn't hear the conversation around me anymore, because every sense I had was on the boy.

And his name was Kaneki.