A/N: Hey guys, I know it's been a bit, but I have an excuse! Ya see, my senior year is coming to an end, and I have to make sure I graduate. I'm taking a lot of classes and doing projects to make sure my grades stay above a C so they don't hold me back. gotta get that diploma! So that's the reason in case you were wondering why the updates haven't been coming out everyday. They will be a bit shorter than usual, but I'll try and crack out as much as possible for you all to enjoy. And I know many of you are going to say Quality of Quantity, but I know what it's like to wait for a chapter that has a lot of quality, but not enough quantity. So I'll try to balance the two. Oh I left a little joke in there for you lol.Anyway Let's get on with the story!

"Is that an illusion!?" Someone from the crowd asked.

"N-no that can't be an illusion! It's too solid to be one!" Someone else countered, Mass panic erupting from the crowd. Siesta could barely see Kaneki, but she knew something was wrong. There was no way the crowd would panic over a commoner getting hurt. 'I need to hurry and get to his side!' She mentally screamed at herself. 'Please be alright, Kaneki!'

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Kaneki could hear the crowd's reactions, making him shiver slightly. He couldn't explain it, but whatever he was feeling made him smile something foul, which didn't go unnoticed.

"W-w-w-what are you!?" Guiche screamed, urinating himself as he backed away. Kaneki didn't say a single word, taking a step forward. Guiche screamed again, pointing his rose toward him, his valkyries rushing Kaneki with deadly precision, but it wasn't enough. With a swift jump, he slammed all four of his tentacles into the ground, knocking dust and debris into the air. Everyone had to cover their eyes with their arms or cloaks. As the dust cleared, the suits of armor were crushed, save for one. Guiche was petrified with fear, legs shaking as he stared at the monstrosity before his eyes.

"Still one left? Could've sworn I got you all." In a flash, Kaneki was behind the valkyrie, his arm stuck through the bronze like it was play-doh. It disappeared in a puff of smoke, the crowd looking on in a daze of amazement and fear.

'H-how can a commoner be so strong!?" Someone yelled out, backing away slightly. A red haired girl licked her lips slightly, a mix of fear and delight rushing through her body. A blue haired girl wielding a staff looked on, expressionless.

Kaneki slowly walked towards guiche, his smile growing more sadistic with each step. Guiche didn't even realize he was walking towards him until he heard the loud cracking noise come from his direction. His instincts kicked in and he raised his arms to defend himself.

"I-I-I surrender! You win, just please don't kill me!" He begged and pleaded, sobbing. Kaneki only stared at this sad excuse of a man, weeping with snot all over his face. Kaneki didn't even give him pity, turning his back, he walked away from him. Guiche still held his hands up, waiting for the final strike that would never come. He slowly moved his arms away, afraid that if he even let down his guard a tiny bit, it would be the end of him. What he heard next brought despair, guilt, and pity, hitting him like a ton of bricks.

"Don't you ever go near my friend again. Be happy that I'm sparing your life, since someone as weak and pathetic as you has no right to live." He turned his head to look at Guiche, part of his bandages ripped from being slammed into the ground earlier. Guiche looked up, and for the second time that day wet himself. Looking back at him wasn't the usual grey and white of a normal human eye, but an unholy black and crimson red. Kaneki continued, the crowd putting as much distance between him and them.

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Kaneki pounded his fist against the wall, shaking uncontrollably all while coughing his guts out. The feeling he had since the beginning of the fight intensifying with every second. He didn't know why it was happening, but he knew one thing for certain, he was hungry. His mind was telling him not to give in to the desires, but his body was quickly overpowering him.

'Kaneki', something whispered into his ear. He didn't need her here right now, he needed to focus on fighting this urge! 'You must eat, Kaneki. We are so hungry. You must feed us.' It said in a hushed whisper, seduction and the sound of sweet nothings dripping off its words. He could barely hold on, his mouth over-flowing with saliva. His Kakune becoming more and more uncontrollable. As soon as he thought he was about to lose it, the sound of footsteps approached from behind him. Finally, something to quell this ferocious appetite! Kaneki turned his head, his red eye staring at his meal, only to go wide eyed at the person standing there.

"K-Kaneki…?" Siesta asked, stepping backwards slightly as she saw the drooling, hunched over form of Kaneki looking back at her. He snapped himself out of whatever he was thinking, trying to form words that wouldn't come out. His mouth opened up and closed repeatedly, until he managed to form a single word.

"Siesta…" he spoke in a hushed tone. He could feel something else push it's way up into his mind. something familiar, yet still felt like a dream. The images that flashed through his mind played out like a movie. He could see himself hunched over, a mask of some kind hanging over his face. someone was crouched down in front of him, hand placed on his shoulder. the man had blonde hair and was smiling at him, mouthing something that he couldn't quite catch. He could barely hear what the man was saying, noise filling his mind. It only grew louder as he tried to ignore it. Kaneki needed to hear what that man had said. Heneededtoheneededtoheneededtohenee-

"Kaneki! Wake up! Please!" Siesta cried out as she shook him. Kaneki barely opened his eyes, his ears ringing. He could barely take hold of his surroundings, but the soft feeling of the beds made its way into his mind, along with something sweet coursing through his mouth. He looked over and saw Siesta sitting there, crying her eyes out. He tried to touch her face, but only managed a slight lift. His effort didn't go unnoticed as she quickly grabbed it, yelling out his name as she squeezed his hand tightly. He could feel himself fading out again, but before the darkness consumed him, something else caught his eye. Siesta had a bandage heavily wrapped around her shoulder, the color of crimson staining the usual white.