Touka

I stare out in space as Kaya opens the shop with my hand on my grow belly.

I'm now 20 weeks pregnant with Kaneki's child. We haven't heard anything from or about Kaneki. It's like he completely disappeared or worse. Dead. I can't think about that without crying. Without breaking down. Not able to talk. Not able to breath. Just crying. Crying like that was my only purpose in life. But manager said that Kaneki is perfectly fine. And that I should worry about the child that is growing inside me. Hope that it will stay alive. Hope that I will have a part of Kaneki.

The bell of the door rings and three CCG investigators come in. One has purple hair and dark eyes , wearing a typical CCG suit. Another has orange hair and is slender, wearing a black jumpsuit. The last one looks too familiar. He has black to white with black streaks randomly in his hair and shadowed gray eyes. He looks like... Kaneki.

"W-welcome to Anteiku." I stutter." Can I take your order?" I ask. They look at each other." Can we have 3 Americano?" The man that looks like Kaneki says." Of course." I smile. They sit down at a table as I start on their coffee. Kaya comes over to my shoulder." That man looks a lot like Kaneki." She whispers. I put my hand on my child." I know. I know." I say.

~the men~

"That barista looks nice." Urie says with a smirk." She's obviously pregnant. She probably has a husband." Haise says, rolling his eyes. Haise looks at the barista. She looks so familiar."Haise, stop staring at the beautiful lady." Ginshi jokes." I'm not staring." I say, blushing.

~Touka~

" Here are your guys coffees. Do any of you want any sugar or cream?" I ask them with a fake smile." No thank you." The one that looks like Kaneki says politely. He smiles the same way Kaneki did." Though this guy would like your name and number." The purple haired guy says." And to know if you're single." The orange haired guy says." I don't think that's necessary." 'Kaneki' says." Um, my name is Touka." I say, looking down at my hands. The orange haired guy writes a phone number on a paper." This is his number. His name is Haise. And he's single." He says, hinging me the paper." Um thank you." I say, taking the paper.