Since I haven't seen hardly any Touken, I had to do a little one-shot myself. Though, after finishing it, I felt an urge to write more... so I'll be adding a few more one-shots to this little series. I really like Kaneki and Touka together!

Touka growled at herself in frustration, jabbing at the innocent buttons on the blender mercilessly. She grit her teeth and felt her eyes strain against her will, attempting to catch another glance of the young man they've been haunting for the past few days.

Ever since the night she tasted him, the sweetness sat on her tongue in remembrance. The fragrance radiating off his skin when she leaned in close, how his skin felt under her lips before she bit off him. Even the sharp rise of his collarbone under her fingers had set her mind to flames in annoyance of their repetitive return to the cursed half ghoul.

Touka couldn't get Kaneki out of her mind.

But it wasn't the fact that she had taken a chunk out of him and he tasted good (although he did). The intimate notion of him willingly giving her permission to feed off his body finally broke through her stubborn wall that she so desperately tried to keep up.

Kaneki was not as weak as she thought him to be. Though his mind was fragile at first, he quickly grew to accept the situation, and adapted to their way of life quickly. After the messed up shit he's seen, the kid still walks around with that stupid smile of his. It was actually quite impressive.

He also was strong in his morals and beliefs. He is kind, gentle, and learns quickly. He accepted that he will have more ghoul companions than human, and now talks to and respects both species on equal ground. But, how can you not, when you're a half-and-half like him?

Touka insisted in her mind that it was just instincts, her primal urges telling her a strong male has moved in and boy, is it time to pounce. But she knows better, and has almost fully come to realize that her taste and admiration for the young man may be more than just that.

"Touka-chan."

"Wah!"

The blue-haired girl jolted, jostling the full blender with her movement. She swiftly steadied the contraption without spilling a single drop, turning angrily on the very plague of her mind. She vaguely hoped that he didn't notice the abrupt pounding of her heart or the slight warmth rushing to her cheeks.

"What the hell, man?!"

Kaneki backed away one step with a startled expression, still recovering from Touka's mini episode.

"I-I'm sorry," he held out a small piece of paper and smiled sheepishly, "you've got another order."

Frowning, Touka finished blending the coffee ingredients and set the jug on the counter, not taking her eyes off Kaneki's as she replied hotly,

"Why don't you do it?"

To her surprise, he averted his eyes and allowed something akin to anger crawl into his expression, brow furrowing slightly.

"Requested specifically." He rolled his eyes and shot her an exasperated glance before jutting his thumb over his shoulder. Touka frowned again and peered over his hand, then heaved an aggravated sigh upon catching the obnoxious waving of a certain blonde.

"Ugh, why can't you deal with your own friend?!"

"I can't control him! It's not my fault he's taken an interest in you!"

Touka blinked several times at this, a noticeable blush filling her cheeks. Kaneki's uncovered eye widened at this, then seemed to sadden. He placed the square of paper, then turned to take his place back behind the bar, but was halted by her call.

"W-wait! I don't... he's not..." Kaneki stood in shocked silence as Touka attempted to scrap up a response for something that didn't need one. A small smile pulled at his lips.

"Take care of Hide's order, Touka-chan."

Relieved that he hadn't misunderstood anything, she dealt him a grateful, sincere smile before turning back to her previous work. Unaware that her infrequent gesture had made Kaneki's heart jump in his chest.

The rest of the day went on peacefully; Hide harassed Touka for a shorter period of time than usual, the number of customers were very limited, and before they knew it, it was time to go home.

Kaneki hung up his work clothes and was about to set out into the night for his apartment until Touka cut him off, insisting on walking him home in case something freaky happened. Nobody wanted a repeat of Tsukiyama.

The air was cool and crisp, refreshing as they left the warm confines of the coffee house. The two walked side by side in a comfortable silence. At least for Kaneki. Touka desperately tried to pry her eyes from drifting in his direction, but he was so close that she could feel the heat pouring out of him, and it was really starting to get to her.

Her eyes finally rolled over and rested on his content face, raised to admire the stars beating faintly in the dark sky. Wringing her hands behind her back, Touka cast her eyes straight ahead and took and deep breath, thankful that the darkness shielded her darkening cheeks. Damn his cuteness.

Ew, God. Did she just think cuteness?

She never thought she'd be one of those mushy, lovey-dovey weirdos out there, but here she is, entertaining meaningless thoughts. What has she become?

"Hey, Touka-chan..."

"Hm?" She swiveled her head to get a good look at Kaneki, who still stared up into the sky.

"With all that has been going on... Do you think our peace has already been shattered?" His voice was somber, eyes drained as they drooped from a day of hard work and stress from previous happenings. She knew that look anywhere; she constantly met it in the mirror.

Touka peered down at her shoes as they continued their slow pace, their steps dragging more the closer they got to the split in their routes. Or was it just her imagination?

She replied thickly, quietly.

"The peace was never quite there. But... the little sliver of it we had vanished the night Rize attacked you." She disinclined her head to stare straight into Kaneki's eyes, as he had at her response. She noted that he had stowed away his patch, both dark orbs gleaming under the moonlight.

"Things are going to get rough. Rougher than it's ever been," she took a breath and glared ahead into the darkness, "but whatever's coming, we'll be here to fight it. And, if we end up going down, it won't be without resistance."

Kaneki smiled faintly, shoving his fists deeper into his coat pockets. Though it wasn't the consolation he exactly sought out, he appreciated that Touka was honest with him. Yet there was something reassuring about her challenging statement.

That was the thing about her. She wasn't soft, didn't hold out on you, never lied to make things seem better than they were. She lays it out for you, and you get what you get. The cold, hard truth. Kaneki needed more people like this in his life, even though it can be a bit harsh at times.

But, she has her moments.

The fork in the rode came into sight quicker than they had thought, even with their extremely paced strides. The two waved each other off, both disappearing down the dark rodes, each other on their minds.

Kaneki woke early into the weekend, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he rose from the mass of comforter strewn around him. He gazed at the clock and groaned, having only an hour before training with Touka.

Sure, he liked hanging out with her, but she can be a little psycho during their sessions together.

Shaking his head as if to clear the degrading thoughts, Kaneki tried for an optimistic mindset as he tugged on a clean shirt and sweatpants, entering the bathroom to brush his teeth.

The morning was cool and a bit misty, making Kaneki's mood sour slightly more. His clothes would feel nasty against his skin as they fought, with both the humidity and his sweat. He sighed in frustration, squinting at the overpass that made up his training grounds.

Cautiously passing through, Kaneki kept an eye on his surroundings. Touka liked to be sneaky sometimes and break his jaw when he isn't looking. But, instead of lurking in the shadows, he found her in a much different position.

It seemed that some pigeons were taking refuge around the area they usually fight around, nestling close to each other and generally not doing much else. Touka, however, looked quite threatened.

She stalked warily toward the small birds, kagune unsheathed and eyes blazing in anxious fury. She edged forward, but jumped and shrieked uncharacteristically when one of the pigeons ruffled it's feathers. Using her ghoul super speed, the girl zipped away and up on one of the bars zigzagging the ceiling.

Holding back his laughter, Kaneki padded to the spot underneath Touka's perch, eyes locked with her wide red and black ones. She watched him in shocked silence as he broke their eye contact and shooed the birds to another corner a good ways away with his shoes, returning afterwards.

"You can come down now."

"Tch."

Touka shuttered from sight, then reappeared right in front of Kaneki. Before he could react properly, she flipped him over her shoulder onto his stomach, grabbed his arm and twisted behind his back, then straddled his hips, leaning down close.

Her lips brushed over his ear, making him shudder despite the dull pain throbbing throughout his body.

"Don't tell anyone what you just saw."

"A-ah, yeah, I got it..." he trailed off as her lips traveled over the shell of his ear and down the side of his neck, her grip loosening on his arm. Kaneki's eyes widened at her sharp intake of breath and lingering lips over his skin, lightly caressing the spot where she had bitten him in the chapel. Her tongue flicked out and faintly licked his warm skin, making him flinch. Though her ministrations weren't hungry, they were mighty confusing.

Her ukaku shimmered and brightened as she did so, Kaneki temporarily forgetting the intimate touches at the beautiful wing flowing close to his head.

"You really are pretty, Touka-chan."

This clearly knocked her out of her stupor, since she was gone from his back in a weightless instant. She floated back down to the ground, making sure to put some space between them. Her eyes were wide, disgusted astonishment written clearly across her features.

"Don't say shit like that. Don't say things just to please others," she spat angrily, cutting through the air with her arm. Kaneki slowly rose from where he had fallen, his steps measured as he began to circle Touka. Her glare followed him, stance on the verge of being offensive.

Kaneki knew that what he said had really pissed her off, in her eyes a low blow after Kimi. He probably couldn't say anything to stop her from attacking him now, since when she ever gets angry, he's her punching bag... Oh, well.

"When do I ever do that?" He allowed some form of determination seep into his voice. "Touka-chan, I think... you're pretty. Why is it so hard to believe that?"

Her jaw clenched, gaze hard and unseeing. "Kaneki."

Still circling her taut silhouette, he was aware of her ukaku hardening and now sparking with energy. At one last attempt, he readied himself.

"Why would I lie? There's no reason for me to." He took a deep breath. "You can break my bones, tear my flesh, and gouge my eyes; I won't take it back."

Though he saw no physical reaction from Touka as she flung herself senselessly at him, inside, she was a wreck. She wanted to cut out his tongue for speaking so freely. Kiss him for saying something so sweet. Puke because he said something so sweet. Cry at how sincere he sounded.

So, she settled for pummeling him.

As expected, she came hurdling full speed at Kaneki, but he didn't move. His planted feet and serious eyes made her rage deter, body flickering back into sight. He still didn't budge, even as she crashed into him and sent both of them tumbling.

Touka was stunned when arms closed around her body as they hit concrete, Kaneki taking the brunt of the fall before rolling them. He grunted as they came to a stop, rolling Touka under him. She remained frozen as he settled himself between her legs, pinning her to the ground, and kissed her.

If her mind was in turmoil before, it was running a hundred miles a minute now. Her kagune retracted itself in her shock, eyes still blazing as his taste rekindled on her tongue, his bittersweet taste.

Kaneki was anxiously waiting for Touka for shove him off and annihilate him, bite the tongue he forced into her mouth off, knee his scared grounds, do something. To his enormous surprise, she began to respond after a few agonizingly long seconds.

Her eyes slipped shut, lips molding into his with a hunger he didn't realize she held. Her hands buried themselves in his hair, one tugging at the strings of his eyepatch, tossing it aside. Her legs secured themselves around his waist, turning his mind to mush as they were forced tightly against one another. He couldn't help but get caught up in the moment, grinding his hips into hers.

Touka moaned into his mouth, loudly. Both of their movement simultaneously stopped, eyes snapping open. Untangling her hands from his hair, Touka harshly pushed Kaneki from between her legs and sat up. Catching himself with his hands, he blinked in a daze at her as she blushed and avoided eye contact.

Kaneki's whole face caught fire as he realized what he had just done. He planned on doing that from the beginning, but sure as hell didn't expect Touka to reciprocate the simulation.

"Fine... I believe you." Her voice was almost lost in the deafening silence, but his sharp ears caught it. A tiny smile pulled at his lips, eyes casting down in embarrassment.

"Oh... good."

And, of course, that was how their awkward relationship started.

So, this is the end of chapter one. Please don't request any situations or fantasies just yet, as I have a few circumstances in mind that I want to humor before I do ask for any input.

The next chapter will be a continuation on from this one. Hurray for awkward endings!

Thanks for reading!