He didn't even know why he was here. Touka had led him to an unknown apartment after showing up 40 minutes after the supposed meeting time that she had set.
Kaneki sighed silently in his mind as he adjusted the straps of his eye patch on his left eye.
He'd asked her where they were going, she had only replied that they were going to meet someone important and that he should stop annoying her with his constant questioning.
So he decided to just keep his mouth shut and walked quietly beside her.
Then they had finally reached an apartment complex; it didn't really look trustworthy but all he was able to do was believe in Touka's words that they'd meet someone important.
As if he had a choice.
The elevator didn't seem to work; the power begin off wasn't a possible option since the light in the main hall flickered and illuminated the dark hallway barely.
After climbing felt thousand of stairs – causing Kaneki to have a stitch – they had reached the desired destination: Apartment 285.
Looking over to his female accompaniment, he waited for her to knock on the doorbell or at least using the door but she just stepped into the apartment.
“Hurry up, slow-poke”, Touka cut him off with her monotone voice and continued to walk inside.
The black haired male look slightly troubled; walking into someone's household so casually was just plain strange, rude and not to mention that they could get arrested and sued!
Kaneki stepped into the hallway, took off his shoes and placed them right beside Touka's.
The corridor lead him onto the small living room after passing a few doors; the female ghoul was already there, standing in front of a door ready to enter.
The living room was looking like a regular one. A flat screen, a couch with a belonging table, an open kitchen to safe space and everything was held in warm and welcoming colours.
Ken had expected anything but this; compared to the appearance of the building this was a different dimension!
After finishing his scanning through his surroundings, Kaneki looked back at the black haired girl and saw that she was about to go into the room, that she was standing in front of, and opened the door swiftly.
A little bit hesitant, he looked after her, glanced from left to right to make sure that really no one else was there to look what they were doing and followed her with silent steps.
As he entered the room, his face was hit by the pure opposite image of the living room.
The light from outside was forbidden to enter by the curtains that were tightly tugged close, dark colour dominated the room, the only light that illuminated the room was that of the three computer screens which were flashing into constantly different shades of pastel colours.
The room itself was average; neither small nor big but messy like no other.
Various items were sprawled around on the floor, bed, bookshelves and desk– Kaneki wasn't even able to recognise half of it.
In front of the earlier mentioned three computer screens was sitting a male with his back turned to them, sitting on the chair cross-legged and typing away furiously in a speed that the keyboard was constantly producing clicking sounds only to be echoed through the room and caused the half ghoul believed that these fingers were moving in high speed.
“Oi”, Touka said standing right behind you while you seemed to be so sunken in in your work that you weren't able to hear her.
“Baka-[Name]”, she muttered under her breath, gripped onto your shoulder and turned your forcefully around, making you wince slightly and look at her with wide eyes. Blinking a few times you plugged out the earphones out of your ears before grinning widely.
“Ah, Taco~ Sorry, I didn't hear ya, I was listening to music”, you chuckled, put the ear buds to the side and span a few times with your swivel armchair around before you stopped to face them. “What can I do for you, Taco-chan?”
“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Taco?!”
“You know, I simply ignore that.”
“Why, you little-”
“C'mon, you love the name, Taco-chan.”
“Anyway”, she interrupted you and raised her hand to stop you from talking. “I want to know when you'll come back to Anteiku, manager said I should ask you.”
“Coming back, huh?”, you mused, stroke your chin and glanced up thinking to the ceiling before patting your with bandages treated chest with a smile. “I'd say in a good week!”
Just now Kaneki had noticed that your whole torso was wrapped up with bandages– since you were shirtless it was impossible not to notice.
Before Touka could reply, a fourth person made their appearance.
“Kirishima-onee-san, onii-chan always says that it's rude to go into someone's house without knocking”, a boy, maybe eight to nine years old, stood behind the black haired boy, scaring the shit out of him and walked towards Touka.
The boy glared up to her, his dark brown eyes sharp as knife and trembled with hate as his gaze met hers.
“Oh, it's you, chibi-chan”, she stated bluntly, looked at him with cold eyes before turning your attention back to you. “As I was about to sa-”
“My name is not chibi-chan, you witch!”
Cue twitch of the visible eye from Touka.
“Eiji!”, you began, your brow furrowed as you looked at him in disappointment. “What did I tell you about calling Taco and other ladies a witch? And Taco you too, you should at least knock once or twice.”
“Onii-chan”, the boy whined with a pout forming his lips and looked to the floor guilty while kicking the non-existing dirt away. “She started!”
“Did not”, she retorted and crossed her arms. “And stop calling me Taco!”
“Guys!”, you stopped the two immediately before it would end up in a full-blown fight like the last time. Half of your apartment had been destroyed back then and you didn't wanted to pay that shit a second time!
“Why don't you two go and make us some coffee? Like, right now? Immediatly?”, you smiled warmly at the both of them while your eyes told a whole other story; they stared with coldness and harshness.
“Let's go, Kirishima-onee-san”, Eiji, who fully understood that the shit's going to hit the fan soon if they didn't comply, tugged on Touka's pants and guided her, much to her displeasure, out of the room.
It was silent after they had left and Ken, who had been standing there awkwardly the whole conversation, didn't know if he should follow them or continue with just standing there.
Again you span a few times before stopping right in his direction.
“And now to you”, Kaneki gulped loudly at your still remaining those terrifying facial features. But suddenly your whole face lit up and a grin spread across your lips: “Are you planning on standing there and saying nothing the whole day or will your try to have a decent conversation with me?”
Said male flushed in a bright red with widened eyes.
He hadn't even introduced himself! How embarrassing!
“I-I'm so sorry! Where are my manners”, he choked out with red cheeks and took a deep breath. “I-I'm Kaneki Ken! I-It's a pleasure to meet you!”
He bowed slightly and stared nervously the ground before he heard you chuckle loudly. Raising his head, he saw your slightly laughing form but averted his eyes soon after again.
“No need to be so formal, I know who you are, I've seen you several times at the campus”, you said with a smile and scratched your cheek with your index finger.
The black haired eyes widened.
At the campus? How couldn't he have noticed another ghoul beside him and Nishiki at his university?
“You see, Kaneki-kun, I got into a big fight a few weeks ago and wasn't able to go out much”, you patted your wrapped up chest and gave him a grin while extending your hand out. “Anyhow, I'm [Last name] [Name], it's nice to officially meet you, Eyepatch.”
He slightly flinched at his nickname.
From where the heck have you heard that again?
Confused, he stepped closer and shook your hand. Laughing at his irritated face, you told him:
“You're probably askin' yourself why I know this since I've been locked in this apartment for so long, right?”
Said male nodded sheepishly and averted his eyes to the ground.
“But why don't you take a seat first?”, you said with a smile, which soon faded as you looked around in your messy room. “Y'know what, I should've tidied up my room a little bit.”
“I-It's okay, I can stand!”, he assured you hastily with a small smile and had his palms slightly raised in front of his chest.
“You sure?”, you narrowed your eyes slightly and after a short while you sighed. “Alright, but if you want to sit down tell me, yeah? You can always throw down the stuff from my bed, I don't care. I don't want to be a bad host, y'know?”
Suddenly you clapped your hands loudly, making him flinch slightly in progress and gained his full attention again.
“Taco probably had told you already that I'm an important person”, you smirked slightly still with your palm pressed together and hands in front of your face. You saw Kaneki nod.
“And you wonder why I know your name and such, right?” He nodded again.
“It's easy, Kaneki-kun. Have you ever wondered from where the manager at Anteiku gets his bunch of informations?” He gazed musing to the ground before looking back to you.
“Renji-san is not the only one who has informations. But comparing him to me, he's nothing”, your smirk widened, turned around to face your computer again and showed him your world.
“I'm a hacker, Kaneki-kun. Gathering informations is a piece of cake for me! Beside when you have the right connections, everything is possible.”
You threw your arms excitedly in the air and abruptly span back to face him. Your noses touched and Ken quickly scrambled back with a light blush dusting his cheeks. Turning back again, you typed something down and titled your head back while continuing to move your fingers so you could see his face.
“Apropos gathering information: You're half human, half ghoul, right? Got a ghoul organ transplanted into you? I'm feeling sorry for you”, you started gave him a sympathetic look before returning to your trademark grin. “But there's nothing we can do about it, hahah!”
Kaneki stared at you perplexed. He didn't know how to react to such a cheerful ghoul, all he had met were so reserved or bitter, beside Hinami and her mother of course. Well, they weren't really cheerful but pretty nice!
Maybe your life hadn't been so bad?
Who was he kidding, ghouls didn't have easy lives.
“I've been wondering”, you muttered and your eyes became like those of a predator ones. “– if you taste any different. You sure have a special scent.”
Sweat started to form on his forehead as he tightly gripped a fistful of his shirt where his heart was supposed to be.
It can't be-! Does he want to eat me like Tsukiyama-san?!
The clicking sound of the keys being hit stopped abruptly and before Kaneki could even blink once, slightly chapped lips crashed upside down on his own slim ones.
All that Kaneki could do was standing there perplexed with wide eyes as you pushed your way through his lips with your tongue and started to explore his wet cavern.
The kiss didn't last long; after a few moments you had parted yourself from him again and danced with your tongue over your lips.
“Woah, your saliva tastes totally different than human or ghoul!”, you stated excitedly with a look on your face that could lit up everyone's day and faced your three computer screens again, typing furiously away and left Kaneki standing there with a wildly beating heart. “I need to write this down.”
Meanwhile Ken stood there, still clutching the material of his shirt with shaky hands and gulped loudly.
What did just happen?
He kissed me.
I just kissed a ghoul. A guy.
I-I'm straight but–
Kaneki licked unknowingly over his own pale lips.
...but I liked it.