Tokyo Ghoul DxD

At Commission of Counter Ghoul, or CCG for short, things had been rather quiet as of late. Normally, you would see people working their butts off late into the night, men in suits walking out of the building either with a sidearm or a silver attaché case at their side. However, it was a quiet night for once, little to no phone calls made, and the only people walking out of the front entrance were just average workers.

Quiet nights like these were the ones that Amon enjoyed, especially ever since his encounter with the One-Eyed Centipede, or Eyepatch as he had been called in the past. His aftermath with the Ghoul named Tataya wasn't anything to sneeze at either, having escaped with a missing arm, but even that was being replaced. What used to be a stump was an off-colored limb with stitches running all over the skin, not like Suzuya's strange fashion. According to Akira, it was something of a project her father, his old partner, had begun in the past, but never got around to finishing it.

At the very least, his daughter wasn't as crazy about Quinqies as the man himself was.

"Amon-san." Said investigator looked to his left to see Akira Mado standing there, holding two steaming cups of coffee. "Didn't I tell you not to overwork your arm?" she said in her usual stern and crass tone. While Mado himself had not been very strict, a bit aloof and screwed up in the head, Akira was more versed into protocol, being one of those 'by the book' people.

The man smiled sheepishly as he used his actual flesh and blood arm to take hold of the cup and retracting, leaning slightly more to the left in his seat. Because he had only gotten adjusted to this arm a few weeks ago, he couldn't put too much stress on it, otherwise it would hurt like a bitch later. Once he took a sip of his coffee, he exhaled and leaned back further. "That's nice..."

Akira giggled, taking a seat next to him. "Well, I would certainly hope so. Suzuya may not look like it, but he's actually pretty good at making something as simple as espresso." Amon's eyes widened at that particular bit of information. That weirdo could actually brew coffee? When will the surprises ever end. "Say, Amon-san, has there been any Ghoul activity recently since..." Akira shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "You know..."

Amon knew what she was referring to. The last CCG raid that had taken place last year was probably a massive slaughter, but if any had suffered casualties that day, it had been Commission of Counter Ghoul. In truth, Amon still had no idea what transpired, but if the words and faces of the survivors were any indication, he was glad he had not been there. "No, other than a few small problems here and there." Amon said, shaking his head. "Any traces of the Ghoul movement in the 20th Ward and that other group have not been seen since then."

"Ah, I see..." Akira lowered her head, grasping her cup rather tightly. Amon understood why she felt that way. She didn't hate Ghouls, per say, but there had been one Ghoul that had truly earned her hatred. Amon knew him, in fact everyone in CCG knew of the Ghoul. It was considered to be the most dangerous, most terrifying Ghoul you would ever encounter.

The One-Eyed Owl, the only SSS Class Ghoul on record.

The One-Eyed Owl had killed Akira's mother, having covered for her comrades during an encounter with the monster, and then Akira lost her father to Rabbit, the Ukaku Ghoul with the bunny mask. Amon knew that, with the exception of Arima, no one in CCG stood a chance in hell against something as horrific and terrifying as that.

"Amon-san, may I ask something?" Amon looked up to see Akira slightly over her brief depression, but the signs were still there. "Whenever you encountered a Ghoul, you would always ask for its reasons for devouring humans. Sometimes, it seemed like you hesitated to kill some of them." Ah, so she noticed? He shouldn't have been so surprised; she was Mado's daughter. "Why is that?"

Amon smiled wryly as he put the coffee down, and searched for his memories from last year. Some of those memories were good, and others were bad. He remembered his encounter with Jason, a powerful man that was deemed an S Class Ghoul. He remembered his meeting with the child Ghoul, watching her mother fall dead at the hands of his partner, Mado. However, out of all those memories, it had been that particular one that he started to truly question if all Ghouls were monsters.

It was his meeting with the One-Eyed Centipede, Eyepatch.

"About a year ago, back when Mado-san was still alive..." Amon recounted his experience. "We were chasing after a Ghoul, a young girl. She looked like she was in Grade School. Back then, I thought what we were doing was right, so I didn't have any qualms about chasing and killing her, despite being so young. During our search for her, I happened to meet a Ghoul, a friend to the one that killed Mado-san, Rabbit. I couldn't see much of his face, because he was wearing a black mask, bu I could see his left eye."

"Only his left eye was exposed?" Akira noted, eyes widened. "Was he a One-Eye?"

"To be honest, I'm still not sure." Amon shook his head, uncertain. "He didn't use his Kagune at first, and all he would try to do was beat me in terms of physical strength. I held the upper hand, but I was confused. It seemed to me like he was trying to buy time for the child to escape, despite Mado-san having a plan to capture her. I had been so angry back then, having lost a partner to Rabbit before. Eventually, I used my Quinqie, but he didn't bring out his Kagune still. He was stubborn, refusing to fight."

"He sounds very strange." Akira mused. "Are you sure he wasn't human?"

"No, he was a Ghoul." Amon told her. "He eventually bit into my shoulder before I could realize it, and brought out his Kagune. He never went for me, just my Quinqie."

"A very smart move." the daughter of the Quinqie scientist said with a slight smile. "Take out the only thing that can give us investigators an edge over a Ghoul, and all we have left is our physical strength and useless weapons."

Amon smiled wryly at that. "Indeed. He eventually destroyed it, but, the strange thing was... he told me to run." Akira's eyes widened. Ghouls would always attack first and not even bother asking questions later. For a Ghoul to allow an Investigator to leave without killing him was a very rare instance. Of course, that did not mean the Investigators in question would listen. "The unwritten rule for us Investigators is that we always fight, regardless if we were to lose an arm or a leg... or our life. But, then he said something to me, something that... didn't make sense."

Akira leaned in, curious. "What did he say?"

"He said, 'please, don't make me a murderer'." Akira's eyes widened completely. Amon, having finished his tale, leaned back with a small look of wonder. "Why had he said that? Wasn't it in a Ghoul's nature to kill humans? Wasn't it what they were only capable of? The more I wondered about it, the more I began to question it." He closed his eyes, taking in a large sigh. "In the end, I wanted to learn more about that kid, to try and understand each other, but in the end, we were always at the opposite ends."

"A Ghoul and a human, trying to understand one another..." Akira muttered, biting the nail of her thumb. This was her habit, a way of showing that she was deep in thought. "Normally, that would be impossible, but if Ghouls like him existed, then I could see it..."

Amon chuckled, telling her not to think about it too much before taking another drink of his coffee. Once he set it down, he saw a familiar face walking into the office, and immediately straightened himself out. "A-Arima-senpai!" he shot up, performing a salute-

Only to wince in pain and grip his arm, which had begun to throb in pain. Akira shook her head while Arima looked amused. "I do believe that Mado has informed you that you shouldn't move that new arm of yours too much." the senior investigator said to the younger office, who nodded. "G-gomen, Arima-senpai."

"So, where have you been, Arima-san?" Akira asked curiously. "Seeing as how you don't have Tatatsuki Sen's book on you anywhere. I had no idea you were a fan."

Arima waved his hand in denial. "Oh no, I borrowed it from Sasaki." At the mention of the boy, Akira and Amon's face turned serious. "He's already come into contact with two devils, both of which belonging to the Houses of Gremory and Sitri. In addition to that, he's dealt with a few of Aogiri Tree's agents."

At the mention of the group, Amon's teeth clenched, and silent fury appeared in Akira's eyes. Aogiri Tree was by far the biggest Ghoul movement, and they were also dangerous. Several powerful Ghouls, ranging to the deceased Jason to even The One-Eyed Owl are among this group. It's leader is an enigmatic figure called The One-Eyed King, though many in CCG believe that the One-Eyed King and the One-Eyed Owl are, in truth, one of the same.

"So... the Grigori have made their move." Amon said venomously, hands balling into fists. "When will we be deployed?"

"Not for a while, I suspect." Arima stated, taking a seat closest to the two. "Until either Kokabiel or Aogiri Tree make their move, we remain on stand-by. In the meantime, we keep an eye on Sasaki."

"I still don't understand." Akira spoke up. "Sir, why is a Ghoul working with CCG? Wasn't it our duty to eliminate them all?"

"Sasaki is a special case, not just because he is a One-Eyed Ghoul. His capabilities are noteworthy, and his talents are needed. Besides, out of all the Ghouls in Tokyo, he is our closest link to Aogiri Tree... and possibly with Konou for his experiments."

"That, I get." Akira grumbled. "I'm still confused as to why CCG is willingly operating with Ghouls these days."

Arima smiled wryly as he toyed around with a ring in his hand. "You will understand one day. Now, unto other matters." When he said this, his face turned deadly serious. "Have we managed to track down the White Devil yet?"

"Hello! My name is Asia Argento, it's very nice to meet you!" Haise lifted his head up to see the nun Issei had managed to rescue, or failed miserably if you looked at it that way, standing at the podium next to the teacher, wearing the school uniform. "I'm currently staying with Hyoudou-kun for now, so please, take care of me!"

The white-haired Ghoul smiled in sync with Rize, who had sat on his desk in amusement, and watched as all the people in the room focused on the boy, receiving a multitude of glares, especially from Motohama and Matsuda.

"What?! That blonde cutie is staying with HIM?!"

"The fuck is going on here?!"

"What kind of voodoo did you work, Issei!"

"What gives man! I thought we were bros before hoes dude!"

"I can't believe that pervert!"

"The nerve of him!"

"He needs to be punished!"

"First he tries to corrupt Haise-sama, and now he's trying to corrupt that innocent girl!"

"Oh my, I do believe the boy has gained a fan club." Rize giggled madly, a hand at her lips. "This will be amusing to watch."

Normally, this would be the part where he would say that it didn't matter to him, but that would be a lie. This had everything to do with him. 'Payback is a pitch, Hyoudou...' Haise thought before looking out the window again out of sheer boredom while keeping an ear out for any possible signs of Issei suffering.

Once the teacher calmed the class down, but failed to eliminate the glares the poor pervert received, Asia was told to take a seat behind Haise, which was also happened to be the adjacent desk next to Issei. Once she walked down the isle, she stopped next to his desk and bowed politely. "Um, you're... Sasaki-san, right?" she asked timidly. Instantly, the girls inched closer, eyeing the girl as if she were a possible threat. Haise nodded dully, and saw the girl smile. "Hyoudou-san told me that you helped save me from Raynare and the others. Arigato, Sasaki-san!" she said with the brightest smile that Haise had ever seen.

No, it wasn't just the brightest smile he had seen... it was one of pure joy, the joy of being alive, of being with her friends. It reminded him of...

"...Hinami-chan..."

Asia blinked before her eyes widened slightly when she saw something flow down Haise's cheeks. "A-ano, Sasaki-kun... are you... crying?"

It took him a moment to realize that he had been crying. He didn't know he knew that name, or why Asia's smile reminded him of the girl, but whenever that name came into his head, mixed in with the face of Touka, left behind a myriad of emotions. Some of them he didn't understand at first. Rize saw this, and softened slightly. 'I wonder how long it will be before Kaneki-kun comes back?' she thought before vanishing.

Once that little incident was over, Haise continued on with his life as if it had never happened, but the name Hinami had still lingered. It was beginning to frustrate him, not being able to remember these people that he knew were so close to him. Hinami, Touka, and Hide... those were the only names he knew as of now, and yet he only remembered Touka's face. Why was that? Was she...

"Haise-san!" Said Ghoul snapped out of his reverie and turned around to see Issei running up to him. "Are you okay? Asia-chan said you were crying in class earlier, muttering about someone named Hinami. Did you remember something?" To both of their disappointment, Haise shook his head. "I see... But, hey, it could be a step in the right direction."

Haise stared at him in wonder, voicing out his thoughts. "Hey... why do you care so much about me?"

"Eh?" Issei blinked, confused before smiling. "Why wouldn't I be? We're friends, aren't we?"

...!

"I mean, sure, seeing you eat Yuuma-er, Raynare, was pretty nasty to watch, but you came to save me and Asia-chan!" the boy said, recalling the events, and yet he smiled anyway. Why wasn't he afraid? He knew he devoured others to survive, and yet the boy held no fear of him whatsoever. Was it because Issei was a Devil? No, even before then, the boy didn't fear him, while some of the people kept their distance, even his fan girls. But... he was different. He never feared him, despite now knowing the fact that he was a Ghoul.

Without even realizing it, Haise smiled when he heard Issei say, "If that isn't what makes us friends, then I don't know what will!"

'He's just like Hide...' Haise thought warmly before realizing he had done it again. Frustration was gripping at him again, but he rejected that feeling. He wanted to keep this feeling around for just a little while longer. Before long, Haise and Issei were walking down the halls side by side, much to the shock of many females, and were soon joined by Asia, after having been given a tour of the school by Rias. 'I wonder... was I like this before?'

...Oh well, not that it mattered to him.

"I hear lost a few of your pets, Kokabiel."

"Hmph, they were weak to begin with. However, they truly disappointed me when they were unable to steal that nun's Sacred Gear. Twilight Healing would have been most useful."

"You have the intervention of Kaneki to blame for that."

"Tch, so that's the meddlesome brat's name. I will admit, I rather enjoyed hearing Raynare's screams as he devoured her, but she was a useful pawn nonetheless."

"Does Azazel-chan suspect anything?"

"No, he does not, but he isn't a fool. He will learn what you have planned, sooner or later."

"Oh? Not we?"

"As I seem to recall, you are the ones helping instigate a war, so this is your plan, not mine."

"Glad to know you are aware of who is superior."

"Well, you have to remember, he did almost get eaten by Eto."

"Wait, seriously?! Hahahaha, that's hillarious!"

"Tch..."

"Regardless, the plan will move forward. Ayato, Nico."

"Hai, sir."

"Hai, sir."

"I want you two to keep an eye on that boy... perhaps Tataya was wrong when he said he would not be of use."

"Very well... but, if that bastard proves to be a hinderance, please, allow me to kill him."

"Hm?"

"I want to 'repay' him for breaking half of my bones."

"Oh dear, I rather pity the poor boy. Anyone that gets Ayato-chan this pissed is certainly in for a beating."

"Don't call me that, ya damn freak!"

"What an odd pair of Ghouls you are."

"...Very well. If Kaneki Ken proves to be a threat, I will entrust the task of eliminating him to Ayato."

"Thank you, sir."

"Now then..."

In a place where only darkness existed, a single burning red light pierced through the black veil, revealing what appeared to be the socket of a skull and a crown.

"It is almost time for the world to know of true terror... at the hands of Aogiri Tree."

-Chapter END-

So, with rehab started, updates of my other stories are very likely, so keep an eye out. CCG is keeping tabs on Sasaki, Haise is struggling to reclaim a past that he has forgotten, and Aogiri Tree is planning something with the Grigori. In all honesty, even though I'm making all of this happen, I am shaking from what is likely to be a bloodbath. Kokabiel plus Aogiri Tree equals total destruction. Shame Jason's dead as a doornail though. He and Kokabiel would be best buds.

Anyway, like, follow, favorite, whichever works, and I hope you will enjoy more of Tokyo Ghoul DxD! Just so you guys know, Tokyo Ghoul DxD will be VERY short in comparison to Tokyo Ghoul DxD New, mostly due to the fact that it has more arcs than the first season, and that it will feature a fanfiction only arc that involves Vali and Aogiri Tree.

This is Demons Anarchy of Pride, and I'm coming out from the depths of Hell!