I do not own any of the Tokyo Ghoul characters, only my imagination and my own ideas. Last one for today guys, hope you're ready for the next chapter~
Ayato sat in the café and nervously watched the door, starting slightly whenever it opened. Centipede was supposed to have met him here at 2:00; it was currently 3:00. He was an hour fucking late. Ayato sighed and opened his book, he probably just got stood up. It was very unlikely that they would've ever met anyway, they only knew each other form the online game 'Elsword'. They didn't even know each other's real names, it was just "Centipede" and "BlackRabbit". However, Ayato still wished that he would walk through the door. He knew the basics of what Centipede looked like so he could spot him; white hair, eye patch. Like a pirate. The door opened, Ayato lifted his head, eyes full of hope. Not him. He sighed, it had already been an hour and the guy wasn't here. He should just go. As he stood up to leave the TV blazed to life behind him.
"…boy has been hit by a car…serious condition…the driver continued driving…searching for him now…"
He only caught snippets but it was enough to make him turn around and look at the screen. They were showing the people on the sidelines and their interviews with them, but then they flashed to the stretcher that the victim was being carried out on.
White hair.
Ayato's stomach churned, he felt bile rise in his throat as his eyes widened in shock and agony.
"Centipede…"
Short and (hopefully) tragic. Please review, favourite or follow. The next chapter may come out slowly after this one but hey, I promise that it will get posted. Guaranteed.