I do not own any of the Tokyo Ghoul characters, only my own ideas and my own imagination. So hey, I'm thinking of writing an AU based off a novel which reduced my sister and mother to tears. Sound good?

Kaneki watched the protestors from the café window; he couldn't tell what they were protesting about. He just knew that they were annoying, however, he kept up his placid expression. God knows how his anger wouldn't help anyone. He looked back at his book and read a couple of sentences before his eyes drifted back out the window, he couldn't see the rowdy protestors anymore, only the back of some random person's head. Purple-blue hair, long, silver earrings, a black hoodie with a layer of fluff on the inside. He wore tight, black skinny jeans and knee-high, leather boots. Kaneki was aware that his gaze was fixed in him, but he couldn't help it. This man, even from behind, was breath-taking. He quickly ripped his gaze from them and back to his, picking up phrases from the protestors that gave him information on what they were protesting about. Gay marriage. The side they were on: against. Lovely. He read the same sentence over and over again:

'You try until you can't'

until he gave up (ironic, huh?) and sighed. He softly rapped his knuckles on the glass behind the person outside. They were beautiful from behind but from the front…HOLY. SHIT. Kaneki felt like his eyes would burn out just from looking at him; it was as though he was a sight too stunning for his grey eyes to behold. His calm gaze faltered before he recovered himself and picked up his book. The man watched him get up and walked out to meet him.

Blank, white hair that Ayato wanted to ruffle or mess up in some way. A calm look in those stormy, grey eyes that made Ayato want to shake him up. That grey, sweater shirt, those denim jeans with those converse. He looked like he'd stepped right out of a magazine. He was carrying a book Ayato didn't recognise and he suddenly wished that he had his Polaroid camera with him, that way he could keep this man forever.

"You blocked my view." They said in a light-hearted tone. Ayato smirked before nodding at the protestors.

"Not much of a sight." (Compared to you) He said as he looked his companion up and down. God, he wished he could see the body under those clothes.

"True." They muttered; their gaze hardening as they laid it on the noisy gathering across the street. Ayato frowned before thinking of an idea.

"How willing are you when it comes to pissing these people off?" He asked.

"Extremely willing." They responded without a second of hesitation.

"Okay then." Ayato smiled before yelling out to the protestors.

"Could you guys possibly shut up so I don't go deaf? Thanks!"

"We're merely providing a service to the community!" The ring leader called back.

"What's that? I can't hear your idiotic reasoning, probably because I don't want to." Ayato grinned demonically as he heard his companion snicker.

"Then how about you ignore us?"

"Because you're too fucking loud!"

"You should watch your tongue young man!"

"How about you watch it for me, huh?" Ayato called out to them before turning around and pulling his companion's lips down to meet his. It wasn't a kiss with tongue (like he had suggested), this man was still a mere acquaintance after all, but it was still amazing. He like he's just been zapped by electricity, like every single hair on his body was standing up. He felt alive. Ayato pulled away, biting his lower lip, his gaze flitting between the white-haired man's eyes and lips. He kept his arms wrapped around their neck (when did they get there?) and his body close, unable to find the strength to walk away.

"You're a good kisser." He complimented over the sounds of the protestors shouts of dismay.

"Thank you." They murmured.

"What's your name?"

"Kaneki Ken."

"I'm Ayato Kirishima. Now Ken, I'm going to be honest with you."

"I love it when people are honest with me." Kaneki smiled, it was enough to make Ayato's knees wobble.

"I want to take you home and fuck you over so bad your own mum won't be able to recognise you." He admitted. Kaneki's eyes widened before falling back into that goddamn calm expression.

"Then what the hell are you waiting for?"

Leaving that to your imaginations dear readers. Hope you enjoyed this chapter as much you have enjoyed the others!

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