Hello. I am TG, also known as Tokyo Gnat.
And I'm UA, Unknown Avenger.
We are a few of the 'authors' who as of this moment have never posted a story.
BUT THAT'S ABOUT TO CHANGE! *GASP*
We have banded together to create this fanfic: From Coffee to Power.
Enjoy! Oh and BOLD WRITING is used to say when the people are talking in Japanese.
The CCG investigators were looking at a form approaching them. This shape seemed to carry something in its arms, something big, as big as a human body. As the shape co tinued to approach, the CCG could see what or who it was. At first it appeared to be a young man, with snow-white hair. They could see that what this young man carried in these arms was the body of another young man. The latter had a gray coat like the other investigators of the GCC and had blond hair. The white-haired man continued to advance, hardly looking at the other investigators present, and eventually stopped before Arima Kishou, staring into the man's eyes boldly. One of its eyes was black with the red iris. A Kakugan.
" Who are you?" Arima asked the young man with white hair, staring at the man with unwavering suspicion.
" ... He needs emergency medical care. His name is Hideyoshi Nagachika. I think he was attacked by a ghoul of Aogiri."
"... Let someone bring the blonde to the medical team."
A CCG soldier advanced towards the ghoul, almost perspiring with fear, and took Hide in his arms. The ghoul merely watched him leave, without making a gesture to restrain him.
"I will repeat my question. Who, or what, are you?" Asked Arima, glaring daggers at the ghoul.
"I'm called 'Eye-Patch.' I do not know if that tells you anything. I believe that recently I am also called 'Centipede.' "
"Is it you who fought against the investigator Amon, a little earlier?"
" Yes."
"Where is he? Why will he not respond to our calls?"
" I do not know. He is probably still there. He is not dead if that's what you're worried about."
The ghoul turned round, starting to leave.
"Wait! Where do you think you're going?!"
"I intend to go home. I have nothing more to do here," the ghoul replied, without stopping or turning.
"And you think we're gonna let you go, just like that?"
" ..."
The ghoul, who's real name was Kaneki Ken, glared back in response. As if he was not taking the threat seriously. Inspector Arima then went into action and opened his briefcase. But before he could use it, the ghoul triggered his Kagune and fled.
Kaneki entered his apartment and threw his mask to the floor. He leaned on his door and slipped on the door to the floor where he sat down.
"Shit ... Shit!"
Kaneki dropped his head between his legs and put his arms over it as realization dawned over him.
"Shit," murmured Kaneki, tears running down his cheeks.
He stayed there for a while, silently sobbing.
What will I do? Hide ... Hide knows for me ... I'm a monster. A ghoul. In addition, the CCG saw my face. I ... I cannot stay here. I cannot even go back to Anteiku because of what I did. I have to go.
Kaneki got up and walked to his wardrobe. He pulled out a suitcase from it and filled it with clothing and personal items. He changed before putting his mask and fighting gear in his suitcase. He placed his pillow there and closed the suitcase. In a bag he put books and other essential stuff. He closed the bag after checking for nothing and left the apartment. Kaneki turned only once, then dialled Tsukiyama's number.
"Hello! Kaneki-Kun! Are you alright? Are you alive? Are you in trouble? Must I come and kill some damn doves?!"
Kaneki waited patiently until the gourmet had calmed down.
"I'm fine. But I am afraid it is time for me to call in a favour."