We can pretend everything is fine. This time, I'll be the one to protect you from the monsters.
The bell rung as the string connected to the door was pulled. Silent footsteps walked in, the door closing quietly behind. He took a little rest, placing down the various plastic bags in his hands. The boy slowly walked up the stairs of the dark little coffee shop, careful no to step on anything. Or what was left of anything. There was one little door on his left, one he knew far too well. He cringed a little as he looked at the ugly marks on the wooden surface. He wasn't suppose to be worried. But still he braced himself as he reached for the doorknob, softly turning it, hearing the creaking of the door as it opened.
It was dark. Everything was dark. The curtains were pulled down, a broken light bulb hung loosely on the tiny lamp, swing from side to side. The furniture was broken down, a chair with a missing leg. Smashed glass everywhere. He quickly placed the bags down, walking over to the corner of the room. A small figure sat by, huddled against the wall in rusty blankets. His white hair was covered in dirt and rust, he quivered a little more, sinking into his knees as he pulled them closer to his chest. He brought his hand up shakily, placing an already chewed black fingernail close to his lip. The insides of the fingernails were crusted with bits and bits of blood. The boy watched as the small figure hesitantly went over and licked the dried crimson.
"Neki don't do that." The boy whispered softly, as if speaking to a child. The figure looked up to the source of his voice. His pale dirty face contrasted against the dark room as his grey eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. The beautiful grey orbs were hinted with bits of red, his eyes puffy, the tears still lingering. He quickly looked around in fear, trying to squeeze himself further into the little corner. His empty eyes loomed over the orange haired boy.
"Hide." His voice cracked. It was barely over a whisper, his hoarse throat speaking after such a long time. He shook a little more, trying to grab an edge of a dust covered blanket, pulling over his small frame. Hide walked over to him slowly, his took cautious steps.
"Neki I'm here, it's me, don't worry." Hide tried to coax the boy. He watched silently at the widening eyes, slowly filling with wet liquid.
"Hide." The boy cried out. His tears began to drip down freely again. His chest heaved as he tried to gasp for air. Hide was by his side immideatly, pulling him into a small embrace, ignoring the tensed body quivering under him. "Hide she's here again!" The boy screamed out, thrashing wildly under Hide.
"Neki breathe, breathe with me." Hide coaxed calmly, though he too was scared.
"No Hide, she came, she was right next to me. She covered my eyes, I couldn't see!" The boy cried out, his breath hitching over and over again as he tried not to break down. Hide silently patted his skinny back, rocking him slowly.
"Neki, I'm here now, she won't come back." The boy looked up with tearful eyes.
"She will, she did, she came back today, with him! They want to kill me Hide, I know they do, she closed my eyes and I couldn't see. He took my leg and bit it! And when you leave their going to kill me again. They keep trying to kill me! They want to color the flower with my blood Hide!" He screamed over and over again.
"Kaneki, I'm here now, that's all we have to care about ok. They can't come back to you when I'm here." Hide whispered, raising his hands to hold Kaneki's face. He looked at the broken lip and leaned in. It was a soft kiss. Barely touching. But it calmed the boy down.
"It's ok Kaneki, I'll protect you." He whispered. "I'll protect you from your monsters."
So as you guys see, I think I'm planning on a more psychotic fic this time, I think it's going to be an AU but with Kaneki having disociative identity disorder you know. It's going to be a Hide x Kaneki fic so yeah... Ummmmm. Read and review! I'll probably be posting again soon.