I do not own any of the Tokyo Ghoul characters only my imagination and my own ideas. Hope you enjoy this chapter, I've always wanted to write one like this, but just to be clear: Ayato=Human, Kaneki=Full Ghoul.
Ayato ran as fast as he could through the alleyways. Ghouls. Ghouls! Of all the nights he was walking home, he had to take the detour. He ducked around the corner and threw some garbage cans, causing the ghoul, the monster, to trip. Ayato ran into a dead end.
"Shit!" He hissed and turned around.
The ghoul stood up and staggered towards him in a drunken manner. The fox mask stained with the blood of Ayato's friend, he'd been laughing and then…he didn't have a mouth, not even a head. Ayato panted raggedly before his legs collapsed underneath him in fear, this was it. No more life. No more mum. No more dad. No more Touka. He closed his eyes and prayed for it to be quick.
Nothing came. There was a loud slash as though a katana sliced through the air, Ayato winced, the sound of a body crumpling to the ground echoed through the night. He wanted to open his eyes but he was scared, he didn't want to see a second corpse. One was enough for a lifetime.
"It's okay; you can open your eyes." A voice spoke up. Ayato shook his head, pulling his knees up to his chest. His body shaking uncontrollably. He heard footsteps come closer to him and he froze. A cold hand cupped his cheek and lifted his face up.
"Open. Your. Eyes." The voice commanded before the hand pulled away. Ayato's eyes fluttered open slowly, his eyes adjusted to the darkness and saw a mop of white hair and a black gas mask that covered the lower half of his saviours face. Their eyes shifted from the typical ghoul eye (red and black) to a light grey. Their gaze softened and he cupped Ayato's face again. Ayato flinched, his eyes drifted to the scene behind him and he shuddered. The somewhat kinder ghoul pulled his gaze back to him.
"Hey, it's okay." He whispered in a soothing tone.
"N-No, it's not. My friend…he's…and they're…" Ayato whimpered. His gaze began to drift again and the ghoul pulled him back.
"Eyes on me." He stated firmly. Ayato nodded, accidentally bumping his forehead against the ghouls who leaned closer to him.
"You can calm down, I only eat other ghouls." He smiled sadly. Ayato looked into his somewhat fragile eyes, his breathing slowed down to a regular pace. The ghoul pulled off his mask, his snowy hair drifting in the breeze.
"You're safe now." The ghoul murmured as he leaned in closer. His lips pressed against Ayato's gently before he pried open his mouth with his tongue. He mapped his way around Ayato's mouth, obviously liking the small, appreciative moans the younger boy made. Ayato tightly held the older boys jacket, clenching it with his fists, keeping this newfound security close. When they pulled away, the taller boy nipped his nose before gently removing Ayato's hold on him.
"I'm Kaneki." He murmured.
"I'm A-Ayato." Ayato stuttered as the mixture of emotions overflowed his veins.
"Do you want to stay with me for the night or do you want me to walk you home?" Kaneki mumbled. Ayato buried his head in the curve connecting Kaneki's shoulder to his neck.
"You." He whispered.
Kaneki wrapped his arms around the younger boy before nodding.
"Let's get you fixed up."
NAAWWW KANEKI YOU SO CUTE AND ADORBS! I SHIP IT! I DO! I'M SORRY! I CAN'T HELP IT!