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At the beginning of the story, it is mostly a part of Chapter 133 of the original manga.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I am currently putting "Two Odd but Unique Friends" on hold due to having to brainstorm ideas for its continuation. I apologize for those who are waiting for an update. I do hope you like this story as back up for now.

Each time a character has a thought the words will be Italic.

Enjoy the story!

"Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding."

—Albert Einstein.

"I…will not fight you."

Those soft said words had been spilled out of the albino hair's lips. And just as those words had been said, a fight between a Half-ghoul and a CCG Investigator had begun.

The harsh sound of the back of a heel had been heard as Kaneki had leaped on the windowpane of a tall building, racing sideways as he tried to avoid the soldiers who had blocked his path on the road. One of them was associated as an understanding man to the half-ghoul.

"That will not do." The said understanding man spoke loudly as he swung a part of his quinque at the half-ghoul's location, in the process the quinque pierced the glass, forcing Kaneki to momentarily halt as a bullet was also shot at him.

The half-ghoul was forced to leap to the ground, facing his opponent that he did not wish to fight. However, Amon was not going to have any mercy from the half-ghoul. Amon's quinque began to morph into a different weapon, causing Kaneki to be alert of the changes.

"…Eye patch. You always seem to appear in important situations." Amon spoke in a grave tone as his quinque took the appearance of two identical blades in which he held on both opposite hands. "Are you my own reaper?"

"Or…" Kaneki whispered as Amon fell silent, clearly paying attention to the albino hair. "…Will you chase me even if I were to go around or avoid you?"

To this, Amon stared silently at the ghoul, knowing quite well that it is his duty as a CCG member to not let personal feelings get in his way.

"…Is that so." Kaneki answered Amon's silence, knowing well that they both could not avoid this fight whether they liked to or not. As the half-ghoul's words left his lips, his left eye took form into the Kakugan, a clear sign of initiating an engagement between the two. "I understand."

Despite this, Kaneki continued to repeat that he did not wish to kill the CCG investigator. The albino hair went as far as to ask Amon his name, one that had not ever been discussed between the two.

The half-ghoul clearly knew that Amon meant his words when the CCG investigator had said he would only be going to Cochlea. A place that Kaneki would think he would never be taken, though fate had other things in store for him. Cochlea was a place for ghouls to be held as captives, where they were either kept alive for information or turned into quinque material.

"Hear me—" Amon had spoken through clenched teeth as he took the stance to fight the half-ghoul had showed clear intimidation. "My name is Amon Koutarou!"

Even though the fight had been rushed and through bitter emotions, Kaneki had held the upper hand from the very beginning. The half-ghoul had taken Amon's quinque, just as he had planned for it to not be a duel to the death.

But as always, life was not ever as Kaneki wanted. A man whose name goes by Investigator Chigyo had suddenly appeared; he had thrown two suitcases of opposite colors to Amon. At that moment, Kaneki already knew that the fight would continue.

The whole scene to Kaneki had been his worse case scenario, all of which he had tried to avoid. Amon had been overtaken by a strange quinque that gave him Arata armor and another quinque. The quinque had a form of a spear with a conical lance-like head, a very terrifying appearance that made Amon seem like a Knight.

Rain began to pour from the sky, the gloomy atmosphere making its way into the two opponents. The half-ghoul had already been thinking of a plan to break the lance as well as the armor. However, he miscalculated and was knocked unconscious at the rapid speed in which the man had obtained.

All to quickly, Kaneki had been knocked into the very creature he feared. His incomplete kakuja took over him, the wretched mask gripping his face painfully as his body moved on instinct. Amon was not at all intimidated, he charged at Kaneki and raised his own weapon to attack him.

All the while, Amon had not been overtaken by ego or a merciless instinct to kill the half-ghoul. Instead, all of the memories that he had ever witnessed in his lifetime had been reminded to him. All of which led to Eyepatch, as though it was his mission to help the ghoul.

"My life…is one of constant loss.

Biological parents,

Illusion of an adoptive family,

Colleagues,

Mentors,

...It scares me what I might lose next.

This is my last sanctuary.

I will never let you through.

Eyepatch—

Take a small break—."

As both opponents charged, Amon had clutched his powerful quinque and Kaneki had continued his animalistic screeching as the centipede-like tail swung behind him like a sinister flag. And without any warning, the blow that pierced one of the individuals stung like life itself.

Raindrops…

That was the feeling Kaneki felt on his freezing body as his consciousness was shut in utter darkness. His body felt heavy and numb, a small yet tremendously painful sensation slowly began to let its presence be known on his side.

However, he became aware of another sensation. His body wasn't lying on the floor, but rather, someone was holding him. He could hear the soft sounds of breathing, as well as a familiar scent he knew all too well.

Kaneki could barely move, yet he was very conscious of all of which was happening around him. Despite his vulnerable situation, he felt a sense of ease upon being held by someone he knew. His head was relying on Amon's shoulder; the arms that were around his back were being as gentle as they could.

"Don't die." The CCG investigator whispered to only the half-ghoul, he did not want his colleagues to believe he had any attachment or resentment towards this certain ghoul. "This may seem like a wrestling hold to the others, but I'm trying not to hurt you anymore than I have to."

The investigator flinched upon feeling Kaneki's head move the slightest. His teal orbs gazed down to the unconscious figure, noticing the half-ghoul's face twisting in utter pain.

"Gek…" a small sound of pain escaped Kaneki's lips, causing his body to flinch and move slightly. His eyes opened widely at the severe pain that suddenly collapsed on him, the wound that had not healed felt as though it were insects eating him alive.

"Eye—." Amon could not finish his shocked words as Kaneki pushed him harshly; the half-ghoul tried to stand though he howled in pain as he collapsed to his knees. His hands trembled as they quickly clutched at his left side, where a huge gaping wound stretched almost to his spine.

The half-ghoul leaned down and rested his forehead on the ground, continuing to clutch at his wound as he began to pant and shudder from the immense pain. The raindrops continued to spill over them; all the while the wet road began to pool in a red tinted color due to the blood that spilled from his wound.

"Don't attack me." Kaneki darted his attention towards Amon, the investigator still had his armor active though his helmet was no longer obscuring his face. The man slowly made his way to Kaneki's curled up form, though the half-ghoul could not respond as he clutched at the wound tightly.

"Please. Let me help you, at least you have a higher chance of surviving if you're docile." The investigator continued to speak in a harsh tone though it held gentleness underneath. Kaneki stared at the man, his eyes softened slightly as he laid his head on the pavement, his body slowly eased down as he stilled himself.

"You asked for my name, yet you're being selfish and not letting me know yours." Amon muttered with a slightly irritated look as he leaned down, slowly trying to lift the half-ghoul into a sitting position.

"Be careful! Even if it's wounded, it just tried to attack you!" One of the soldiers yelled from afar, though they were slowly making their way closer to their fellow comrade. "It's far too dangerous, this Eyepatch ghoul. We can't keep it out here, or it will heal and try to attack."

"Contact the emergency headquarters. We will take him to Cochlea, at least he won't have any chances of escaping there." Amon yelled back, steadily lifting the limp ghoul that continued to stare intently at him. He frowned. "Don't attack, you'll only make your situation worse."

"…Not likely." The very tiny whisper from the albino haired had almost been missed, though Amon had heard it loud and clear. The investigator frowned; an expression of remorse and sympathy was clearly visible on his face. To this, Kaneki took great interest in—this investigator had always been a puzzle he seemed to be drawn to.

To be continued.

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