Kaneki… Something told him that Kaneki would be here soon. Hide stood in the sewer and grimaced. He knew that if Kaneki really comes, he probably wouldn't have much to live, but for his sake, his best friend's sake, he wouldn't mind. As long as the half-ghoul stays alive, he would do anything, even die for his sake.
"Ha… I'm so pathetic, aren't I? I just want to see you, Kaneki, so please come quick."
"I already knew, man! Who cares about that, let's just go home already." He knew it wouldn't be that easy. He knew that from the moment he identified the silhouette of the person stumbling into the sewers. Will he even be able to make it back home? Probably not.
"I want to help you! Going by the surrounding feel and they way they've blocked off routes… There's almost no chance of a ghoul making it out…" He frowned, was there even a way to help his friend? He had just met his friend after all those months and he really did want to help, but would he even be able to?
"Hide, I hear these voices… Run away or I'll-" No, I'm not leaving you, not after just meeting you, not like this.
"…That's a nasty wound… Sorry, can you fight with all you've got just one more time?"
"I have had such a hard time looking for you, so don't disappear from my side, ever again. Rabbits die of loneliness, y'know." He reached forward, and placed his arms on his friend's shoulders, feeling a familiar sensation prickling his eyes. He wondered if Kaneki could even hear him anymore.
Blood stained the ghoul's lips - he was so far gone, so far lost in his hunger.
"It doesn't matter how many friends I have, you are the only one I need. If even you disappear, how can I live? So, it is for the best that you live, even at the expanse of my death. Ha… I suppose we are both selfish, eh?" Indeed they were selfish, Kaneki for his martyr's way of thinking, and him for so desperately wanting to salvage whatever was left of their friendship.
It hurts, it hurts so bad, but for Kaneki, this is nothing.
Blood dribbled from his mouth. He fought to cling on to the last of his consciousness, and hugged his friend like how he used to, "Hey Kaneki, promise me one thing… no matter what we become, humans, ghouls, or neither, promise me that you will be my best friend again in our next life… won't you?"
This is the end, isn't it? If only we could return to how we used to be in the past. But that's impossible, isn't it?
He watched as Kaneki's eye flickered to black for just an instant. But it was just an instant. It could have been the trick on his eyes, but he wanted to believe that Kaneki could hear me. He had sometime envisioned how he would die, but dying in a sewer was never something he would have imagined. Now that he had said all that he had wanted to, he could fall into that abyss of darkness awaiting him.
Goodbye, Kaneki.
Perhaps in our next life, we will be born into a world of less injustice.