I do not own Tokyo Ghoul or any of the characters.
A.N.: As I'm writing this, I've only seen as far as the end of the prison episode where Kaneki grows the centipedes out of his back. Never read the manga either. Yes, I know I'm behind. Anyway, first Tokyo Ghoul story. Probably I'll be caught up to the anime by the second chapter.
Wrong Target
"There's no way you've got a chance with a girl like that," Hidei snorted. "She's way out of your league."
"Gee thanks," Kaneki grumbled. "You never know man."
"Yeah sure, and maybe everyone in this coffee shop is secretly a ghoul, and they're just waiting for us to drop our guard so they can eat us," Hidei snorted.
"Hey, I'm serious!" Kaneki complained.
"And so am I," Hidei snorted as the blue haired waitress began to walk over. "No chance."
Just then, the waitress arrived, setting their coffees down.
"Excuse me, but I'd just like to tell you you're very pretty," Hidei said suddenly, standing up. "Tell me, ma'am, what's your name?"
"W-What?" She stammered, blushing from the random attention. "O-Oh, it's Touka."
"I see," Hidei nodded. "Thank you very much."
And with that, he drained his coffee and left. Touka stared after him before raising an eyebrow at Kaneki.
"He's weird," Kaneki explained. "Sorry about him."
Kouta shrugged, taking Hidei's coffee cup and walking away. Kaneki glanced at the girl the discussion had originally been about, a violette haired girl in the corner. He had meant for it to be a quick glance but struggled to look away, at least until she glanced up at him, at which point he burried his face in his book again. After a moment, he lowered it, risking a glance only to see her watching him. As soon as their eyes met, she smiled at him and he felt his face heat up. Then, she returned her eyes to her own book and he stared at it. It was the same book he was reading.
He looked away before she could catch him staring again, but as he was sipping at his coffee, she suddenly sat down across from him, nearly making him spill it. He quickly stammered out a greeting and she smiled.
"That's an interesting taste in authors," she smiled.
"O-Oh, uh, yeah, I love her books," Kaneki stammered.
"Really? So do I! Of course, as much as you've been watching me the last couple of days, I'm sure you probqbly noticed." She grinned slyly at him and he gulped, blushing. She laughed.
"I-I'm s-sorry," he stammered.
She waved him off, smiling sweetly. She assured him it was alright and began to talk about why she loved the author. They talked for a while, longer than he expected, and he learned that her name was Rize. Then, he finally worked out the nerve to ask her out, using the excuse of being planning to go book shopping as an excuse. To his shock and joy, she agreed. Finally, he noticed the time, deciding he had to go. He apologized again before saying goodbye and paying for his coffee before leaving. He couldn't wait.
"I'm this way," Rize said, indicating the much, much darker alleyway that led past a construction area.
"Oh, uh, okay," Kaneki nodded.
They turned walking down that road, continuing to talk about books. The date had gone wonderfully. They had gotten something to eat, had gone book shopping, and when it had gotten late, he had agreed to walk her home, since she lived in the area where ghoul attacks had been much more frequent than before.
"This is me," Rize said finally, stopping in front of a door.
"Oh, okay," Kaneki said, disappointed that he had to say goodbye already. He took a deep breath, deciding he had to ask before he lost his nerve. "Miss Rize, I-I'd like to see you again, uh, that is, if you want to?"
"Oh, well, we do have similar taste in author, and we are the same age," she said. "We have a lot in common, so, sure."
"R-Really?" Kaneki smiled. "Th-That's good."
"But you know, I saw the way you were looking at me before," Rize said, Kaneki's face darkening instantly.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to offend-"
"I'm not offended," Rize said. "I'm glad."
"So then...you feel...the same?" Kaneki asked.
"I do," Rize said, leaning in and resting her head on his shoulder. "I want you as much as you want me."
Kaneki opened his mouth to speak just as Rize bit him, easily breaking the skin and ripping a chunk out. Kaneki screamed staggering away as Rize grinned wickedly, blood running down her chin.
"You see, here's the thing, there's something I love more than books," Rize grinned as he stared into her black eyes with glowing red irises. "And that's ripping the organs out of someone too terrified to run away from me! Oh how I love your face. So what do you say Kaneki? Will you let me...have my FUN!" She doubled over as four blood red, glowing tentacles burst out of her back.
He turned to run only for a massive red tentacle to catch his leg, dangling him in front of her.
"You can't run from me, silly," she gloated, launching him sideways.
He smashed through a wall then bounced off the ground before crashing to a stop in a massive pile of dirt. His brain briefly registered they were in the construction area before he found himself lifted up by the tentacles. Then, she began to stab him, one tentacle at a time, a psychotic laugh playing as the backtrack to his agony. He could see her lips moving but her couldn't hear anything through the sheer agony inside of him. Then, there was more pain. More white noise of sheer agony. Suddenly he was lying on the ground.
Rize's tentacles pulled back to strike again. Suddenly, a fury and a fear more powerful than even his agony filled him. He felt a blast of pain at the small of his back and shoved himself off the floor, four thick red tentacles shooting forward and driving themselves through her stomach. She shrieked in rage, shooting forward to attack him just as several cables above them holding up several dozen metal girders snapped, the girders plummeting toward them.
Rize screamed as they crashed down on her but Kaneki's arms shot up, the tentacles shooting upward to block them. Pain errupted through his body but faded rapidly, a burning sensation beginning at the small of his back. Then, he was lying under the girders, left arm and both legs broken but alive. It seemed the girders had mostly caught each other, sparing him the worst of the damage. He looked around as he heard a voice but just as he did, his vision faded to black.
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