OMG MAI PEEPS! I am so sorry for the long update and short-ish chapter! . I got on writer's block plus went through finals! But here it is! And the next chapter should be up soon! (hopefully)

The girl and the old man shut me in a room. I couldn't sleep…so I stayed awake for a long time. I heard screaming shortly after I was put in the room…and I could smell the blood…I've never been so worried in my life…The image of her bloodied state flashed in my mind and I held my head squeezing my eyes shut. I almost killed her…Her face was filled with so much fear…but she still held out her hand to me…I know that she's fine with me being a ghoul, but it's best if I'm not around her.

I sighed as I closed my laptop. I think it was time that I added another person's side of the story. I walked over to the closet and took the brown leather journal from the top shelf …This was (Name)'s diary from when she first moved to Tokyo...She gave it to me a week before she disappeared. I went back to my desk, opened the journal, and turned on my computer again.

(Name)'s Pov

It hurt. I remember waking up in a room screaming. There was an old man treating my shoulder. Afterwards, I think I fell asleep...but now it's morning. I don't quite understand what happened…...Kaneki…...Where did he go? I hope he's not blaming himself. It wasn't his fault...I didn't get to tell him what I felt towards him…

The door opened, "She's fine now. Her wound is healing, but you can see her." My face lit up when I saw Kaneki there. He walked over to my bed and sat down on the chair.

"...How are you feeling?" It was hard to read him...He wasn't his usual nervous self. Kaneki actually seemed calm. I thought he would be panicked.

I smiled, "I'm fine…" He had an eyepatch over his left eye. I reached out to touch it, but he pushed my hand away.

"That's good," I noticed him glance at my shoulder. Frowning at the fact that he pushed away my hand, I remained silent. Maybe what he said was a misunderstanding. I probably shouldn't take what he said seriously. Kaneki avoided my eyes. It was quiet for awhile, but then he spoke again, "...About yesterday…I'm sorry for everything. A lot has happened and it's hard to explain...but the things I said yesterday were true." …..Wait ….everything? I looked at him with curious eyes. He looked away with a faint blush on his face.

"So you love me?" He widened his eyes and whipped his head back at my face, but he quickly looked down again. I saw him playing with his fingers, "W-Well…...I…like you…'Love' seems a bit too extreme…" I blushed looking down too. What's this supposed to mean? Is he gonna ask me out? I could hear my heartbeat. Kaneki looked up again, "but …...I think it would be best if we don't communicate as much...I don't know how to control myself….I don't know a lot...and I could-" Kaneki glanced at my shoulder again, "...hurt you again...I'm not gonna risk your safety…"

I let what he said sink in, "...but….I like you too…." He had a surprised look on his face. Kaneki looked as if he was about to explode. His whole face was red...I knew it….He was unsure if I liked him back. It was dead silent again.

"...How?...Don't you hate ghouls? One killed your parents….Aren't you afraid? Why would you even like me?" I opened my mouth to answer, but then closed it. It took a moment to think of what to say.

I shook my head, "I don't hate ghouls and I'm not afraid of them. Ghouls and humans are alike in many ways...Maybe we have the same abilities, lifestyle, and appetite, but we do share what's in the inside…...the mind, heart, and soul...There's good ghouls and bad ghouls just like there are good humans and bad humans…..so I wonder….What's the difference? Why be scared of ghouls when you can also be scared of humans?...I don't care that you're a ghoul. You're you, Kaneki is Kaneki. Human, ghoul, it doesn't even matter. I like you because of how you are, not what you are…." He was speechless. There were tears coming from his eyes. He laid his head on my lap.

Kaneki was sniffling and he struggled to get some words out, "...Thank you….Thank you for being born….If you weren't here, I don't know what would happen…." It was hard to understand him since he was crying and talking at the same time, but I understood what he said and put a hand on top of his head. I stroked his hair to calm him down.

When it came to this, I found peace….but it didn't last as long as I thought….