Kiyoshi Kaneki was living his best life....or so he thought.
Everything changes when his brother gets into an accident. He life is soon engulfed in the world of ghouls...but that's not even the worse.
He's only Ken's half-brother.
And he's not even...
"Masaru! Mitsu!" I yell, watching the two of them running around the living room. Masaru and Akimitsu (or Mitsu for short) where both my god-sons that I ended up having to take in a few months ago.
Masaru had black and white hair. White tips and black roots. He held a golden gaze too.
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Meanwhile, Mistu hair was backwards. His hair was mostly white except for the very black tips. And his eyes were more of a light brown than a glowing gold.
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The three year old twins eventually stop running around when I cross my arms over my chest and tap my foot lightly on the ground. Masaru and Mitsu lips curl downward. "We're sorry," the both say in unison. I sigh slightly. I could never really be mad with the both of them. I mean just look at them.
"It's alright, but remember, I also have to watch out for-" my voice was cut off by a loud crying. I look over at the twins for a moment. "Stay out of trouble," I tell them before heading down the hallway.
I open the door to my right, the one right across from my room. I open it to see Kou standing up in his crib with puffy red eyes and tears streaming down his small cheeks.
"Hey, buddy, it's okay," I say as I reach my arms over towards the 18 month old boy. Well....the 18 month old mini version of me. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him up into my chest.
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Kou clings onto my shirt as his crying slowly starts to die down. "You don't like being alone do you?" I ask looking down at the black haired male. He just looks up at me. He starts to slowly smile when I gently kiss the top of his head.
