Regular – Touken fanfic

©Raven Baskerville

Category: Tokyo Ghoul [Toukyou Kushu]

Rating : T / PG-13

Spoilers included.

Summary: The person before her eyes. Hair like a pudding, white and black strands forming, and unmatched eyes colors, a round pair of glasses on his eyes. It wasn't him. It musn't be him, but she can't provide herself as she stammers 'K-Kan-e—'.

She just couldn't forget those eyes.

Before they were so lively, so fresh, having the life flow in them. One of them was black and have red pupil while the other was white and having the beautiful –She just couldn't, it was beautiful- grey-even just seeing that beautiful eyes, she started heating up, her face reddening, and spitting random swears at the boy. Not that Kaneki had done anything wrong, she just wanted to convince hersefil, 'I don't love him', oh, how that really worked.

'Touka~!'

Touka-chan, he called her. How much she missed that voice, pronouncing her name in a really sweet way, making her believe how…

'Touka-chan!'

She never confessed. She wanted to confess when Christmas was around. On the Christmas eve while he gives her a rabbit- well, Maybe a rabbit, and she gives him a stupid boring Takatsuki-sen's book while he smiles happily, probably glad by the stupid materials written in the book. Gosh, did she understand a word of those phrases.

"T-O-U-K-A-C-H-A-N!" Her eyes snap open while the view in front of her disappears. She's standing—Oh, she is sitting—on a chair, with Yoriko waving her hands in front of her. She looks up. "E-Eh? Yoriko? What is it?" Yoriko pouts. –When she pouts, Touka wants to grab a plate and smash it on her head.—"Touka-chan~ You're spacing out the whole time and then you space in…" Stupid. Space out, space in? "And then you tell me that you're listening! I was talking about the Christmas eve this year! I'm trying new dishes! How about, after you tasted it, you would sell them out in your Anteiku no.2?" Ateiku no.2, Yoriko could just say 'Re'. It seemed like saying 'Reborn'. Anteiku reborn—

"TOUKA!" The Angry Yoriko shouts, the huffing afterwards. "Listen to me, sometimes~" Touka sighs and leans her chin on her palms, calmly listening to the words the human girl has to say. Yoriko goes on about how she thought the new Italian dishes would be great to sell as an event-meal on Christmas. Touka nods subconsciously, staring at a bird—It looked like Loser*, it just lacked a Hinami next to it—Ah, Hinami, the little girl must be a grown-up teenager now… .

Finally, the bell rings. Standing up, Touka waves at Yoriko while holding up the boxed lunch Yoriko had given her. Did she have to eat it? Yoriko just said taste it out and sell it in your shop. She would take a small bite and leave the others for human costumers, maybe even getting a feed back from them.

Sighing, Touka fixes her bangs, pulling the neatly on her right eyes. 'I guess I'm leaving for the café..'. She thinks. She crosses the street, and heads for the café, and after a few minutes of walking, she finally reaches the very—very!—new coffeeshop. Yomo-san is standing behind the counter, and he waves his hand in a weak motion. "Welcome back." Touka nods.

If here was Anteiku, she and him could walk together back to the coffeeshop, even Nishki could've walked with them. They would open the door, Yoshimura-san would greet them along with Hinami, Irimi, and Koma… maybe even Uta-san and his gang were the—No, they shouldn't be there. They betrayed him, she just couldn't forgive—or Hide could've been there. Jumping on him and…

Snapping out of her 'space', she stares at Yomo who is motioning for her to come behind the counter. Quickly, she climbs the stairs, changing into her outfit and then she moves down, behind the counter. Looking at Yomo –He is a cute I'm-your-big-onii-chan figure, but it would've been better if he tried and smiled—Touka holds a concerned look. Yomo motions his hands toward a man—no, young man of his 20s, sitting by the window and watching people cross, a cup of coffee cozy in his hands.

Touka shrugs at Yomo. The guy is just an ordinary costumer, why is Yomo so concerned? Yomo closes his eyes and claps his palm with his forehead in frustration. Taking a paper out from a single cabinet, he sketches out the word D O V E. Touka's eyes widen in surprise, fear, and.. grief. –What-why was she feeling grief—oh, that boy was killed by a dove, anyways—Yomo nods at her, just to confirm that she has read it correctly. Touka looks up at the man as he turns his head, his hand slowly moving up, to motion her to come over, maybe ordering something or—.

Time freezes. His white hair. With those black strands ditrying the pure color. This dis-matched eyes- one red, one grey, the grey she is familiar with. The grey that he once had, and Touka loved staring at them while spitting out some curses, it looked as if he was he, yet it didn't—no, it 'wasn't' him. He didn't wear glasses, he didn't- he wasn't a – a – one of them—.

Yomo clears his throat loudly, pointing at Touka to move on towards the table. Touka snaps up her head, and smiles apologically at the him-like dove. "I apologise for being late. Is th—"

Getting a closer look at his face, Touka's world freezes once more. She can't detect anything, just him, him, and him. She can't get her eyes off him, and soon starts to expect him to laugh out and ask her if she was just released from a mental hospital. But the dove's eyes widens too. Just staring at her. The moment her mouth snaps open, the sweet words fly out.

"K-Ka-Kaneki?!" Yomo's head turns, his eyes widened of the sudden outburst. "Touka! Ah, I apologize for the inappropriate collision! Did you need anything…?" Yomo bumps in awkwardly, spitting out words endlessy. The dove laughs. Even his laugh is similar, the ghouls think. "A-Aha.. Yes please, Can I have a refill for my coffee…?" Yomo nods, and takes the cup away, firmly gripping on Touka's wrist. The kaneki-like man shrugs his shoulders, leaning his head to his palms, drowning in thoughts again.

Touka gasps, suddenly being dragged by Yomo to the counters. Yomo starts refilling the cup with coffee, while glaring at Touka from the corner of his eyes. "I'm sorry!" Touka hisses, crossing her arms. "He's just… so… so…"

DING~

The sound of the dinging of the bells once again is heard when some people enter the shop. Touka's eyes widens as she notices them. Doves…. She thinks, but quickly pulls up a smile. "Welcome to Café, Re! Please take a seat … Ov—" She is cut off by a boy –He looks like a … girl?—who laughs awkwardly. "Sorry madam, We have our teacher sitting over there. We just wanted to pick him up…" Touka raises her eyebrows, looking at the man sitting next to window. The kaneki-like man looks up, and smiles. "Tooru-chan~"

Touka could almost hear it 'Touka-chan'.

The "Tooru-chan" brings his hand up as a motion of waving. "Sasaki-san! We have to quickly to a meeting, instead of… wasting time… in a random café… ." 'Tooru-chan' is cut off by a man's interfering. He has… sharp teeth? And orange-like hair with two spikes standing firmly above. "Sassan—Let's go a~lready!"

Sasaki was his name, Touka supposes.

'Sasaki' waves at Yomo, probably trying not to wave at Touka. Perhaps his squad were pervy anyway, and would tell he was trying to hit on a girl—Touka shakes her head quickly and looks up at the man, Sasaki. "Please visit again." PleaseIBegYouToVisitAgainKanekiIJustWantToSeeYou. Yomo-san bows his head. "Yes, We hope to see you as a regular."

Kan- Sasaki smiles and nods, his glasses sparkling in the sun. "Sure! Have a nice day- Saiko-chan!" He exclaimed the last words while a woman – no, she looked like a girl – jumped on his back. She had two long blue pigtails and dis-matched eyes, one red, one blue. "Maman!"

What the sweet hell?!

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BIENVENUE

WELCOME

Hello! I'm Raven, a- well, newbie in writing fanfictions and- oh well- Awkward. Um, I hope everyone will enjoy this story, it's not gonna end here, The next chapter might be written tomorrow or the other day, but this is not a complete story!

Um, I hope everyone will enjoy this!