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It rained a lot that day.
The clouds moved fast and the wind picked up, blowing the autumn leaves from the dying branches and falling to the ground without a sound. There was no one on the street at this time. (Name) walked at a steady pace down the alley, humming the same chorus over and over. Nothing had changed over the past year, nothing made her upset or drastically angry. She were content. But not for long.
Something was amiss. (Name) could feel the lump in her throat grow bigger with every small note she sang until she chocked on her own spit.
Her pace slowed, almost to a halt as she checked her phone for the time. 11 : 30.
Not too bad, she'd be home soon. Her family knew it was common for her to take night walks, but ever since the tv's notifications on ghouls she barely got a chance out the door past 8.
Not only that, but a young man she had been looking for at school was gone. Just. Gone. But where? If only she had known.
Hands in her pockets, she strode down the sidwalk in the direction of her house. The loud snapping of branches were heard in the distance, though it did not frighten her.
"G-gah."
A voice spoken rather softly, made her jump, ironically. She cocked her head to find a boy huddled against a wall, hands across her head concealing his face. She was curious. Was this boy homeless?
"Excuse me?" she asked, taking a step towards the boy before he jumped from his spot.
"Don't come n-near me!" he said, hands shaking fiercely. She didn't stop. She made her way closer.
"I said don't!--"
Her hand touched his, cold as ice. She looked up into the eyes of the boy, and her mouth opened.
"Kaneki?"
There was a frozen silence that sliced through both parties. This Kaneki was special to her, for reasons she didn't understand. She first spoke to him during class, asking for a pencil. He was shy, smart, sweet, and her heart told her things her brain couldn't comprehend. It wasn't love, but something close?
"Kaneki Ken?" she questioned, though she knew perfectly well who it was.
"aren't you, uh.."
"I'm (name)."
"please.." he pushed her away, though not even forceful enough to stop a small child. She just looked at him with soft eyes. Why was he here? "go away.."
The stars twinkled above them.
"no, Kaneki." she said taking his hand.
This fate, as most would call it, seemed strange. (Name) knew there was something wrong about it. She didn't care.
"n-no s-stop. no no--"
She smiled at him, her eyes brightened into a void Kaneki had never seen before. He stopped his yammering and got up with her.
They said nothing, though both knew this meeting would bring some sort of change to their lives. It was still uknown wheather good or bad.
The clouds moved fast and the wind picked up, blowing the autumn leaves from the dying branches and falling to the ground without a sound. There was no one on the street at this time. (Name) walked at a steady pace down the alley, humming the same chorus over and over. Nothing had changed over the past year, nothing made her upset or drastically angry. She were content. But not for long.
Something was amiss. (Name) could feel the lump in her throat grow bigger with every small note she sang until she chocked on her own spit.
Her pace slowed, almost to a halt as she checked her phone for the time. 11 : 30.
Not too bad, she'd be home soon. Her family knew it was common for her to take night walks, but ever since the tv's notifications on ghouls she barely got a chance out the door past 8.
Not only that, but a young man she had been looking for at school was gone. Just. Gone. But where? If only she had known.
Hands in her pockets, she strode down the sidwalk in the direction of her house. The loud snapping of branches were heard in the distance, though it did not frighten her.
"G-gah."
A voice spoken rather softly, made her jump, ironically. She cocked her head to find a boy huddled against a wall, hands across her head concealing his face. She was curious. Was this boy homeless?
"Excuse me?" she asked, taking a step towards the boy before he jumped from his spot.
"Don't come n-near me!" he said, hands shaking fiercely. She didn't stop. She made her way closer.
"I said don't!--"
Her hand touched his, cold as ice. She looked up into the eyes of the boy, and her mouth opened.
"Kaneki?"
There was a frozen silence that sliced through both parties. This Kaneki was special to her, for reasons she didn't understand. She first spoke to him during class, asking for a pencil. He was shy, smart, sweet, and her heart told her things her brain couldn't comprehend. It wasn't love, but something close?
"Kaneki Ken?" she questioned, though she knew perfectly well who it was.
"aren't you, uh.."
"I'm (name)."
"please.." he pushed her away, though not even forceful enough to stop a small child. She just looked at him with soft eyes. Why was he here? "go away.."
The stars twinkled above them.
"no, Kaneki." she said taking his hand.
This fate, as most would call it, seemed strange. (Name) knew there was something wrong about it. She didn't care.
"n-no s-stop. no no--"
She smiled at him, her eyes brightened into a void Kaneki had never seen before. He stopped his yammering and got up with her.
They said nothing, though both knew this meeting would bring some sort of change to their lives. It was still uknown wheather good or bad.
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“Hold on, I’ll be right back.” You jogged off to the kitchen and returned within a minute.
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You grinned, pushing the cookies into his hand. “It’s okay. I can just help my mom make more,
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It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten
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When was the last time Kaneki had seen her?
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His mind could just vaguely make out the color of her hair, a pleasant shade of (h/c) that always smelled of lavender and strawberries.
She was a distant memory, -or something of the sort-, one that haunted him continuously.
Her figure would come and go, resurfacing once he was alone, alone with a permanent layer of misery that
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'Where is she? I have to find her! I have to find her!' Multiple thoughts raced through Kaneki's mind, forcing his legs to run through the pain. After his fight with Amon, thinking of you was the only thing that kept him from turning into his kakuja form. The only one who kept him sane.
'Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Why can't I run fast enough!? Why can't I pick up her scent? Where is she? Where is she!?'
Panic was shaking his entire body, making him lose his sense of direction and decision making. He knew he needed to calm down so that he could carefully track you, but he was losing patience. Kaneki needed to know if y
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*note that this kaneki is chapter 1 kaneki/season 1 kaneki. not shiro!kaneki or haise sasaki. ok. ok. (030)
and to be quite honest what even is this? short and sweet? sweet and sour? tangy and sweet?
gahhh--
and to be quite honest what even is this? short and sweet? sweet and sour? tangy and sweet?
gahhh--
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