~My Heart and Soul: Chapter 7 - Tsukiyama ~

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"KANEKI! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Kaneki held his breath when the voice called out to him, Tsukiyama had always been eccentric and the white-haired teen knew his yelling was just for formalities. The younger man wanted to hide away from his group, he didn't want to see their disappointed faces at his running away, at his fear. The ghoul knew he had been spotted when he felt their eyes on him, not just their eyes but the eyes of the entire school!

"Kaneki?" Tsukiyama whispered, walking in his direction. The grey-eyed boy in question let out a breathy sigh, without fail the man's voice made him feel safe and calm, Kaneki didn't know what it was about the elder man that made him feel this way but he had always, in some way, trusted Tsukiyama.

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"What are you doing here? This room belongs to the librarian." Granger had asked snootily, staring down at there group from where she was standing. She and the Weasley had crashed into their area, falling flat on their faces before getting up in a hurry.

"She allows us to be here," explained Touka, who narrowed her eyes at the bushy hair's glare. Kaneki glanced at the female intruder, smirking at her glare; her knew she hated not knowing things and knew, with delightful joy, that his friendship with the librarian had skipped by her.

"She doesn't usually allow anyone in here," Ron muttered as he straightened himself, an unusual look firmly planted on his freckled face. Kaneki smiled, jealousy was it? Did Granger want to befriend Irma at one stage, hoping to gain unlimited access to the library, or did she want something else?

The ghoul watched closely, the female human kept glancing around the room, her eyes never stayed on a single object. Finally, Kaneki caught a spark in her eyes as she glanced towards something behind him, however, he couldn't look otherwise she'd know that he had caught on to her. He didn't want to give himself away just yet.

"Granger, we really don't want you here. Could you maybe leave us in peace?" Nishiki pointed out to the invading teen, he was enjoying Kaneki's soothing voice and was about to fall asleep while listening to it.

The bushy brown haired teen looked affronted, her eyes drifted towards Kaneki, they were pleading. Kaneki raised an eyebrow, why was she begging him? He knew that she knew they would never be friends again, their relationship had long ago gone down the drain, washed away by the pain and the distance. The white-haired teen could remember thinking about her while he was in Japan, he could remember desperately missing her guidance because back then he believed she knew everything, that she could help him in that situation he had found himself in.

However, the slightly younger teen now knew that he could survive without her, she wasn't something he had to lean on anymore. He was his own anchor, he could only trust himself and those from Anteiku. Tsukiyama, though, was another being all together. He was a rich, perverted, blood-lusting, ghoul, and to make matters worse, Tsukiyama was a rock larger then Kaneki, a rock that he could lean on if he needed it; the problem with that, though, was the feelings that raced through Kaneki every-time he was near the purple haired man.

A blush forced its way on his pale face, his eyes glazing slightly as he thought of the man who cared for him, the man he loved. Tsukiyama Shuu had always been there, whenever the teen had needed him, he was always there, always answering questions, soothing concerns, caring for him when he got sicknesses, and helping him whenever he was lost. That blush went away just as quick as it came, Tsukiyama seemed to only want him for his taste, something about it being like a harmony.

"We have a right to be here just like you," the red-haired one tried to reason, his arms up in a peaceful gesture. When looking closely, however, Kaneki noticed a deep burning maliciousness that burned deep within the teen, "After all, we are Harry's friends."

"Now hold on just a minute!" Hinami stood up from her spot on the white-haired teen's lap, her face showing her frustration at the two intruders, "Where were you when Kaneki-nii needed help the most? Where were you when he was getting killed? I know you weren't there, I know that when he was dying he had no one to rely on! No one!"

"It's all right Hina-"

"No! It's not alright, they don't get to come here and say that they are your best friends, they can't just come in here and demand we leave when we were to ones protecting you when you needed help when you were hurt when you couldn't stand up anymore." Kaneki could feel the frustration, anger, and sadness coming off of her in waves, and without even looking at her eyes, he knew they had changed from their human color to the dark black and ruby red of the ghoulish eyes.

"Hinami-chan, calm yourself." Everyone except Kaneki jumped at the new voice, they turned to find a purple haired man leaning in a doorway.

Tsukiyama eyed the two teens who were disturbing his friends, he narrowed his eyes at them before smirking at the two when they flinched back in fear.

"Is there any reason as to why you are here? Did you need Ms. Prince for something?" The eccentric man eyed smiled, however, his lips were pulled into a sneer, showing off how he truly felt about the situation.

Stuttering, Hermione stepped back, "We... We were just wo-wondering where H-Harry was."

Weasley stepped in front of the other Gryffindor, his arms held out protectively as if he felt some suffocating presence that threatened their lives. In a way he was right, there was a presence that could easily destroy them, one that could take them down as quick as sound, this presence was unique and belonged to one person in the room.

"I suggest you leave, child. Unless you wish to die," Tsukiyama hinted, and with as much noise as they came in, the two humans left.

Sighing, Kaneki brought back in his overpowering aura. The bloodlust that filled the air had left as quickly as it came, disappearing within an instant, allowing the others in the room to relax and calm themselves. Out of all of them, they knew who the strongest was, they knew that the being could've easily ripped them apart when they first became a ghoul, they knew it more so now because that person had their training and had become so much more powerful.

Kaneki was the strongest of them all, but also the kindest.