It's kind of an obvious pairing, but I ship Kaneki/Touka like crazy. This is just a oneshot, but I might write something to expand it once I finish my current chaptered fic. I don't own Tokyo Ghoul, all copyrights are to Suri Ishida, Pierrot and Funimation.
UPDATE: Okay I'm gonna expand it. The amount of love I'm getting for this is cool.
"What do you want?"
"U-um, about tomorrow's shift..."
"Pass."
A long pause.
"Touka-chan?"
"Why're you still here?"
"Why're you still there?"
"Coffee?"
"Huh?"
She sighed. "D'you want any coffee?"
"Sure."
She opened the door and stepped aside to let him in. "So, why were you still there?" she asked from the kitchen, turning around just slightly to see his face.
He blushed. "Oh, it was nothing."
"No, why, Ken?" Odd. She had never called him by his first name before. It calmed him down slightly.
"W-well, to ask you why you had come to save me from Tsukiyam-"
She scoffed. "Yeah, right."
"'Yeah, right?'"
"I hadn't come to save you, you dumbass."
"Then who-"
"That woman."
"Why?"
"Well, Yomo-san told Yoshimura and Yoshimura told me to. He felt that she didn't deserve something like that. We've kept an eye on Nishio for a long time. It was the perfect opportunity-"
"But what if we were all killed? What if you were killed?"
She laughed outright now and almost spilled the coffee she was setting onto the table.
"Why do you care?"
"Well..."
"Don't tell me it's because we're colleagues."
He tried to change the subject- "Beware of Hide. He's going to ask you out any time now."
"What if someone else does before him?" she asked, watching him out of the corner of her eye.
"Th-then what?" he retorted, covering his face with his coffee mug.
He finished his coffee, kept the mug on the table and headed towards the door...
"Or what if I ask someone?"
"I- I don't-"he tried to go on.
"Ken. After your shift tomorrow, at the movie theater nearby. Be there, okay?"
"Okay."
She could hear him cheering all the way down the corridor.