Unknown Location, 1st Wards
Arima Kishou, the legendary (almost) undefeatable investigator lies on his back in what appears to be a CCG owned medical facility. His body was mostly healed from the wound Kaneki and his bombs inflicted on him.
"Ah I see you no longer look like a hideous bag of excrement" a nurse opened his room's door and slide in. Walking to his bed with a feline-like grace, beautiful with a hint of danger. Not that Arima was one to back out from danger, he literally live inside it his whole life.
"And I see you're still a child" Arima quipped back, "What are you doing here? You know how heavy the defense in this area"
"Well you know me" The nurse removed her wig and let her long wavy hair flow unkempt. At times like this, Arima was thankful for his injuries, at least he had excuse to savour the moment.
'Always the wild one, huh' thought Arima, remembering the first time he met her. The first moment for him to pump adrenaline and for his muscle to ache. It was the first for many more that follows.
And like those stories he heard during his school days, the first one is always special.
"Officially I don't" Arima answered, half-hoping for his current companion to make a snarky comment, she never disappoint before and he was sure she'd never.
"Unofficially, You are a dirty old man who play with the oh-so-helpless-little-me, pedo alert" The 'Nurse' played along, sitting beside Arima before lying down and resting her head on his broad chest.
"You are not exactly helpless" said Arima, amused at her antics.
"But you admit to being a dirty old man?" that drew out a slight chuckle from Arima, who nuzzled at her hair, not wanting to ruin the moment with what comes next.
Alas, time is never on his side.
"I think I found him" Arima whispered, eliciting a slight jerk from her body.
"Are you sure?" the woman look up so her eyes can meet his, weighing his judgement, trying to find uncertainties.
She found none.
"Then begin your preparation, dear lion" her cold hands touch his cheeks, her eyes conflicted between glee and sadness, and she capture his lips. Soft this time, unlike their usual ritual of savagery. It last for a while, before her visage turned into a cruel and heart-breaking smile.
"For you shall become my lamb"
The break room
A heavy silence, not unlike those when Kaneki come to Anteiku the first time, swept the , Touka and Kaneki sitting silently as Enji brought them coffee and leave as soon as possible, no doubt to gossip with Irimi, Leaving behind the old man and two teenager glaring daggers at each other.
"Now, what happened at that alley " Yoshimura asked first, after taking his first sip.
"Nothing happened, we had a... difference in opinion on how to deal with that four eyes" Kaneki vaguely explained, beating Touka by a second, before he took his cup and drinking the coffee in one big gulp, not bothered by the heat.
Yoshimura's demenour didn't turn soft, not in the slightest.
"Kaneki-Kun, Touka-chan. Settling a dispute between co-worker doesn't need fists, or kagune for that matter" if that was a joke, he doesn't show it. Yoshimura had a great poker face, Kaneki had to admit that.
"This night prove two things. You have much to learn, including your entrance exam. Until then, Kaneki-kun, you will be with Yomo taking Touka-chan's special duty, Your shift for patrolling will be taken by her" Yoshimura ordered, answered by two nods from the teens before him.
"Kaneki-kun, please focus on your study for now and if you wish to know about the special duty, please speak to Yomo. He's the one who cleaned up your mess. Now, if you don't mind I want to talk with Touka-chan alone" Yoshimura dismissed him
"Sure, Old Man" Kaneki get up and leave, while Touka's eyes trailed at his back.
Yoshimura waited several minute to make sure they were outside their hearing range. Yoshimura then asked Touka to speak what happened, of which Touka immediately told him everything, leaving behind a sighing Yoshimura.
"Touka-chan, please refrain from antagonizing Kaneki-kun. Otherwise He will revert to his old ways" Yoshimura sighed again, this time much deeper. His age is catching up to him.
"But Yoshimura-san, You saw what he'd done to Nishiki! That was hardly a giving a lesson, He crushed him!" Touka argued, a little pissed at Yoshimura's defense of Kaneki
"I can see that, I do. But you must remember, only days ago he blow up his own apartement and killing dozens of humans and ghouls alike at a club. I'd say what happened tonight was improvement to what he use to do" Yoshimura explained patiently
"So far i saw that he managed to control himself. But you chose to fight him, wound him with your kagune, making his RC-cells even lower, its no wonder he's back to his old murderous self"
"But Yoshimura-san, it shows what he is! Unstable, uncontrollable, why are we inviting him here? Doves will come to us in an instant!" Touka almost shout, exasperated by Yoshimura insistance for Kaneki to stay, despite all evidence.
"I'm giving him a second chance"
"He had it!"
"I'm giving him a third!"
"Well he doesn't deserve it!"
"If he doesn't deserve them, then I don't!" Yoshimura's voice raised several octave, surprising even the old ghoul himself. The moment of anger pass as soon as Touka heard it, leaving her with an old man she barely knows.
"I surely don't" said Yoshimura quietly, slumping in his chair, watching the two cups he never used.