Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Ghoul: Re
This story is an Alternate Universe based from the Manga Tokyo Ghoul: Re.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I apologize for taking such a long, and I mean long, hiatus! My future was approaching and I had to take my temporary leave. I may leave once more due to life calling out to me, but I will post as much work as I can.
Dialogue Instructions:
Kaneki: "-Speaking-."
Kaneki: "-Thoughts-."
WARNING: This is NOT smut or yaoi. I have seen the lack of friendship-based fanfictions, therefore I've taken the issue into my hands to inspire stories that do not need romance or smut and can be more friendly for others. But if you like smut and yaoi, then, by all means, read them smuts. No shame in it!
Please enjoy!
"Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
––Benjamin Franklin.
The second the news had reached the CCG Headquarters; it was an assured victory from their end. There has been a short percentage of individuals who have encountered the infamous one-eyed Ghoul, Eyepatch. And then, there are those who have fought Eyepatch and been an equal match to the ghoul––a number just as small.
Therefore, as soon as it was reported that the CCG's Reaper, Arima, was currently engaging the Eyepatch ghoul, they had cheered from the vast amount of pride and triumph they would surely gain from the outcome of the battle. They felt that Eyepatch's soon-to-be quinque would surely be regarded as the most important weapon they would gain, aside from also acquiring Owl's in the near future.
As the investigators hustled through the hallways in a rush to prepare for overwhelming work that would surely come from this important day, it was no understatement that the CCG seemed far more overcrowded–or at least, more than usual. For this very reason, Koutarou Amon was at a loss for words when he set foot inside the Headquarters. He gripped the handle of his briefcase tightly, his eyelids blinked from utter bafflement.
"Excuse me––." He tried to ask a rushing investigator, yet the male gave him an apologetic look and rushed away–Amon surely did not remember anyone ever being apologetic for wasting their time. It was rather obvious that something was happening–and from the looks of it, they must be good news.
A small frown decorated his features as he continued pacing ahead, every now and then having to avoid rushing investigators and clutter of paperwork being dropped accidentally on their way to their offices. He made his way up the stairs, yet his ears buzzed from the amount of chattering that was happening.
"I leave for two weeks to take care of an infestation of ghouls wards away and come back to some news that I didn't hear about. And worst of all, no one has given their time to explain this situation to me." He grumbled from within himself, for he was not the type to like surprises, especially if he did not know whether he would act like his fellow comrades after finding out what had made everyone so jolly.
He, of course, truly hoped for this news to be good, it had surely been a while since they've had any.
Amon turned the knob as he entered the office, only to be enthusiastically greeted by Takizawa.
"Amon, Sir! You're finally back! I thought you would miss the event!" Takizawa spoke joyfully; emphasizing just how important said event was by swinging his arms around.
"Takizawa. It's good to see you too. Though I might just have already. I just got here and no one has told me what's going on." He spoke in a wary tone, for he truly just wanted the news to be straightforwardly told to him. "Will you fill me up on what's going on?"
A grin stretched on Takizawa's lips, for he had been waiting to tell someone who was clueless as to what was happening–Amon just happened to be that person. "I thought you'd never ask! Look, today we got a report of a 'regular' ghoul and the S3 Squad just happened to be engaging in battle with Owl at that same moment!"
"With Owl!" Amon raised his voice slightly, rather startled at the sudden information. "How did they–."
"It was an anonymous source that informed us, but wait, that's not the best part! Guess who was the 'regular' ghoul that just so happened to have been engaging with Owl in the first place?" Takizawa's gaze glimmered with enthusiasm, his lips slowly parted to answer his own question when––.
"The one fighting with Owl initially was the ghoul, Eyepatch." Akira finished from behind an office cubicle.
Amon's shoulders involuntarily jumped at the sudden voice from behind a cubicle. He gazed towards the source of the voice, only to see Akira's fixed expression looking at the two with a rather bored look. It seems that the suspension had clearly exhausted her patience.
"No! I was going to say it! Why did you have to tell him!" Takizawa openly groaned in a rather angry manner, for it seemed that he had truly wanted to break the news to Amon. And in many ways, it had broken his calm posture instead.
The only word that rang through his mind was the word Eyepatch.In a matter of seconds, he rushed through the door and paced hastily down the narrowed hallway, trying his best to avoid those that were just as equally rushing by. He now understood what the news was, and as he had suspected, the news did not make him feel as jolly as those around him. What was worse; he did not know whether that was good or bad news for his morals as an investigator––but what of his morals as an individual and not his profession?
His ears immediately heard the booming of cheers from within the presentation room and knew right away what those sounds meant. He pushed through those who stood idly by the other, they had their arms raised and were screaming from joy at the top of their lungs. Amon continued thrusting forward until he came to a clearing in the middle of the large screen.
In said screen, it showed Eyepatch being dragged by none other than CCG's Reaper, Kishou Arima. His eyes widened in utter shock at the sight of the ghoul's face being briefly displayed on the screen. The absence of his pupils and the hollows that replaced it made Eyepatch looked dead than alive. It was a miracle that he had even survived, and now, he was coming face to face with the realization that Eyepatch may just be slaughtered the minute he arrives.
But why does he feel so worried about what they will do to him?
"Referring to a ghoul as a he and not an it."Amon gloomily thought, for he knew that the past had converted him into more of an animal than a man. The crowd around him continued cheering, as he numbly stood in silence, like a black sheep among the winter coated ones.
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