Sorry, for such a short chapter and long wait, I've been quite lazy. Thanks for all the reviews, I didn't know some of you were waiting for an update, I thought my story sucked.
I'm spending some time drawing a cover for this story, but I kinda suck at drawing, I was kinda hoping my sister would help but she's being an ass.
Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Ghoul.
2 years ago
Kaneki was walking along the outskirts of his kingdom, the thrown had been passed to him and he didn't want any of it. At the age of 19 was his time to find a suitor and prepare, not ruling the kingdom and making sure everything was in peace. Kaneki perched himself on a big rock and looked up to the sky with a sad look. He honestly didn't mind ruling now, he just wished his mother stayed longer.
The times he had with her were rare and short but he treasured every moment. He let out a sad ironic smile. He had wished that one day his mother would stop her duties one day and rest, but this wasn't what he meant. He just wanted more time with her, and now.
Kaneki sighed, dispelling his thought, there was no use in thinking what could have been.
Running a hand through his black hair, Kaneki decided that he spent enough time worry his caretakers. He tugged at his collar before adjusting his breeches and gloves, "Help me!" A voice cried out as it tugged his sleeve.
Kaneki looked down in surprise when a crying teen girl tugged him forward again. "Please, you have to help! My mother is being beatened!"
Wasting no time, Kaneki ran with the girl to help save her mother.
But it was too late, Kaneki saw first before the girl could. "Get back." Kaneki hissed as he tugged the girl close to him, hand clamped tightly on her mouth. They hid behind a tree to not be seen.
He felt her tears as he muffled her protests. He looked on and clamped another hand on the girls eyes, looking away himself as they slit her throat. He was out matched as there were 4 buff looking men, and Kaneki knew himself that he lacked any physical strength. Never before had he feltso powerless as tears of his own fell for the girl and her mother.
He screamed when a bag went over his head. "Pipe down you." Snarled a gruff voice before he blacked out by a hard hit to his head.
Kaneki drifted in and out of conscious, often hearing voices or the wheels grinding on the road. Each time he tried to keep his eyes open, it would close and he'd await the next time he woke up. "Nghhhn." Kaneki groaned as he woke again.
He opened his eyes and sat up to find himself in an infirmary dungeon. He groaned in pain when he sat up. Looking down he saw a horizontal cut stitched up. The wound had reached the last stage of healing already, slowly turning into a scar. How long had been out?
"Hey you!" A soldier in armor yelled from the other side of the bars, "Eat up." He sneered as he shot a loaf of bread at Kaneki's face.
Keneki was surprise when his hand quickly came up to catch it before it hit his face, the guard equally surprised. The guard huffed when his entertainment on hurting prisoners was cut short by that catch, so he rudely dropped a jug of water on the floor and left.
Kaneki remained quiet as he stared at the bread, no feeling of hunger rising when he stared at it. He guessed he'd been out of it for at least 2 weeks, considering the process of healing on his wound. So why wasn't he hungry.
He opened his mouth to take a large bite of his bread only to spit it back out. He grabbed the jug and drowned the water to get rid of the foul taste and ended up heaving and hacking. They gave him rotten bread and poisonous water didn't they? Kaneki hacked one more time before wiping his face clean.
He laid down with his back faced to the bars, staring at the wall and wishing his mother was here to comfort him. It was a while before he slowly fell asleep.
Kaneki~
"Okan-san." Kaneki yelped in joy.
His eyes were still closed but he still turned his head to find his mother.
"Kaneki." It came out more forceful and there was a tint of fear he could hear.
"Oka-san?" Kaneki whimpered.
"RUN!" Her high pitch scream broke Kaneki's eyes open.
Kaneki snapped up and bolted out of bed to find himself faced with a guard and his drawn sword. "Reinforcements!" The guard yelled as he tried to get away.
Kaneki couldn't feel his muscles move and what was worst, he couldn't feel anything. It was like watching through a 3D movie screen, he felt like he could feel everything but actually couldn't actually feel anything. Red tails whipped in front of him and he subtly felt his lips twisted into a joyful grin.
He tried to stop it from picking the guard off by his feet and hanging him upside down. He tried to stop it from tearing off his limbs. And he tried to stop his mouth from opening and tearing off a chunk off flesh.
The sweet taste flooded in his mouth and as much as Kaneki tried to decline the heavenly feeling, his body ached for more. He wished he could shut his eyes to stop watching the monster tearing every human piece by piece. He wish he could stop feeling that grin on his lips. He wished he could stuff his ears to stop hearing painful and horrified screams.
A sickening joy Kaneki felt made him want to throw up.
Before long, Kaneki stood in the middle of a forest, shouts of humans long gone and only filled with mother nature's alluring sound. He raised his blood coated hand and looked down at it. He raised the other slowly and stared at them, his tears slowly dripping onto them, blood mixed with tears slowly dripping on the ground.
He screamed and feel to his knees crying, sobbing and weeping until he was exhausted. He cried for the people he killed, the family he'd torn, the lives he took. But mostly he cried for himself. And Kaneki wished someone was with him now, to comfort him.
But he was all alone.
Alone and laying in the forest.
With no one around.
Anymore.
He was alone.
Hey, sorry haven't been active for a month again... even though I promised. Gomen
School's seriously been hitting me with textbooks and homework. But I'm still continuing.
This chapter is his past and next chapter will be also so...yup ._.
Oh yeah, Have any of you tried sewing on your skin? I tried and it was actually not as painful as I thought.
Sweet Dreams~~~Carrie
