I do not own any of the Tokyo Ghoul characters, only my own ideas and my imagination. I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS ONE FOR SO LONG OMG ENJOY
He looked lost, and confused. Infinitely confused. The random pedestrian was holding what looked like a translation book for tourists. Tourist. Huh. Interesting. Ayato walked over to the mysterious, white-haired man and nudged him.
"You okay?" He asked. The man looked at him in surprise and confusion. He came to Japan and he can't even speak the fucking language? Ayato shook his head before attempting to sign his question. The stranger blinked dubiously, he attempted to answer the question in his own language but Ayato just sighed and pulled out his phone. He held out the translator and gestured for the tourist to speak.
-A bit lost-
No fucking kidding, Ayato thought as he glanced at the translator. He speaks English? Damn, that language was difficult to understand. He rubbed the back of his head in an agitated manner before speaking into the translator.
"Where do you need to go?"
-I want to go to the Botanical Gardens-
His eyebrows quirked up sceptically before realising of something he should say.
"I'm Ayato."
-I'm Kaneki-
Ayato frowned at him, Japanese name but he wasn't from Japan? Kaneki noticed his confusion and quickly pulled out his own phone, he hurriedly spoke into the translator.
-Madness is a disease-
Ayato's eyes widened as he slowly began to laugh. Kaneki's face contorted into confusion before he checked his translator. He retracted in embarrassed shock as Ayato began to speak into his phone.
"You spoke too fast."
-Sorry, I meant; my dad is Japanese-
"Oh, okay. Botanical Gardens?"
-Yes please-
Ayato didn't know why he had insisted on showing him the goddamn way instead of just telling him. Well, the translators weren't exactly trustworthy. It may have made him more lost. Anyhow, he just didn't quite get it, it felt like something was pulling him towards Kaneki. Like some random, out-of-the-blue attraction. He watched the white-haired man look out the window in wonder and frowned, why the fuck was his hair white? What was the natural colour supposed to be? Would it match his eyes as well as white hair did?
Wait…what.
He blinked dubiously before quickly giving himself the task of checking for any text messages. None. Well that had proved to be useful. He felt the bus stop and looked out the window. This was Kaneki's stop. He should just tell him. Let him go off on his own, He would probably prefer it that way.
"Kaneki." Ayato murmured, gently tapping his hand. The somehow familiar stranger turned his subtle, grey eyes to face him. Ayato gestured for him to get off. And for some absurd, unknown reason.
He followed him off the bus.
Kaneki walked around the gardens, his eyes wide with wonder yet again. He turned to face Ayato and smiled warmly at him.
-Are you having fun?-
"Fun?" Ayato echoed before nodding uncertainly. Kaneki frowned and walked up beside him.
-Are you okay Ayato?-
Ayato sighed.
"Sort of."
-How about I tell you something, I think it will distract you-
"I'll bite. What is it then?"
-The reason as to why I came to Japan-
"What is it?" Ayato yawned. Why the hell should this interest him? Oh well, let the hot tourist speak.
Wait. What the fuck did he just think?
-I came here to run away and to fall in love-
Ayato looked up at him, startled by the gentle gaze he saw on his companions face. Why?
"Why?" He asked carefully, holding the phone close to his mouth.
-For a change. For something new-
"I see…" Ayato trailed off. To leave one place for another just to get some distance and meet someone was pretty drastic. He must've had some skeletons back home.
"How's the relocation going then?" He asked.
-I am staying in a run-down hotel with cheap food and even cheaper manners-
Ayato snorted, a smirk playing on his lips. He turned to Kaneki and saw him chuckling lightly; the sound was like music to his ears and he felt like recording it so he could play it on repeat over and over again. Although that's weird and highly stalkerish of him.
"So, uh, how's the 'love' going?" He asked uneasily, disturbed by how much he dreaded the answer.
-I haven't completely fallen for the country yet, so I guess it is slow?-
Ayato felt like sighing in relief, he meant falling in love with the country. Thank god. However, even the thought of Kaneki not thinking of falling for someone stung him.
-But I think there's someone-
Ayato looked at Kaneki in shock.
-They're very kind and modest too, I guess-
The indigo-haired boy frowned. Not him. Wait, why would he even think Kaneki meant him? FUCK, THIS WAS CONFUSING!
-I was lost on the street and they came up to me after I had stood there in a state of confusion for twenty minutes-
His eyes widened. Where was the handsome foreigner going with this?
-They showed me to the Botanical Gardens and I enjoy their company-
They both stopped walking and Ayato lifted his phone.
"Do you…love them?"
-I'm intrigued-
Ayato frowned at the concrete; half hoping his gaze would split it alone.
"What does that mean?"
-In teams, logs vent their views-
Ayato turned to him in confusion, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Laughter bubbling up within him.
"What?"
Kaneki checked the translator and groaned.
-Stupid microphone-
Ayato laughed, somehow, he felt he knew what Kaneki had said. Even if it was lost in translation.
Okay, good, this chapter is done. This is (maybe) the last chapter for today. The SMUT is the next chapter to come out. I GUARANTEE IT! See you soon~!
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