OC Tokyo Ghoul Fanfiction

Chapter 6

Bangles white as snow cast over the golden gaze. His muscles were tense, and almost ridged as he quietly shifted back and forth between customers, pouring their preferred beverage. Coffee. Something churns and tumbles as the skin above his stomach ripples slightly, calling for meat. Anteiku was known for its feeding on the corpse of humans, however before moving to the 20th ward, Kanshō had spent most of his lifetime within the 24th ward, he had already spent most of his time on ghoul meat and was seemingly having a small craving. He ignored the grumbling, his left shoulder rising slightly as he shrugged to himself. All in the café knew perfectly well why the air felt uneasy and lifeless, in stark contrast to the usual open arms and joyful welcome.

Violetta.

Kanshō was not the first ghoul to find himself within the presence of Violetta, however, it had been her whom had tried to eat him on one fateful evening. He straighten his black and white outlined collar, using his keen sense of sound to help. His blood red straps clung to his shoulders, which he also adjusted slightly as his fair fingers gliding across the stumble that had encompassed his face as of the last few months. The familiar bell chimes softly as that last remnants of humans leave, a skinny brunette, almost a small tree, flashes him a warm smile, her crimson lips contrasting her pale brown eyes. He pays no attention. The handle binds and locks, a small silence drifted down from the coffee shops rooftops. Not another soul was here. The old man had wisely evacuated the others, much to Kanshō's delight. The three transparent panels glowed the in the reflective darkness of the night, not a creak to be sounded, not a soul to whisper a whim. Something twinkled in the night's awkward darkness but he already knew.

She's here

The windows screech in surprise and agony as orange crystals pierce their bodies and narrowed towards Kanshō. Within a second his infamous black wings spawn from his back and slam to the floor in front of his, the bat shaped barrier protecting him for her wrath. He wastes little time as a villainous smile crept upon his lips as his Kakjua wrapped itself around his shoulders and neck, creeping over his ears in a pointed shape as his mask narrowed in a v shaped just above his lips. His Rc cell continue as his dark kagune wrap halfway around his arms, as giant broadswords form down past his hands, their tips a blood red.

"Huh," her voice says blankly from the darkness, he keeps his stern and emotionless expression, "Violetta verses the Oni? The CGG will have a field trip!"

"Jōō," he growls, his eyes narrow from within the mask, "stop wasting my time."  

He rushes forwards into the dark of the night, Broadswords slashing. He sees her Blood red Rinkaku faded into the night slightly as one suddenly curls into view jabbed from an upwards position towards him. His left wing blocks with ease and he continues slashing towards her, Violetta sidesteps and parries the blows. In a sudden shift, she twirls into the air, her Ukaku raining down a barrage of crystals. He allows the crystals to connect as he leaps upwards using his wings as propulsion, broadswords aimed at her tentacles. Her speed was too much as she manages to dodge the sudden strikes with ease and catch Kanshō with two slashes across the waist.

He lands to the ground with a sudden thud, creating a small creator beneath his feet. On a single knee he is doubled over slightly as Violetta drives her four tentacles downwards, giving his wings barely time to block. She reigns down a barrage of swipes and strikes against his wings as he awaits his turn in patience, giving murmured grunts with each strike. Suddenly the wings expand outwards pushing two of her Rinkaku back as he drives his Broadswords forwards with a mighty roar. However, Violetta was not going to allow it, her bottom Rinkaku wrapping around the tips of the broadsword barely holding them back much to Kanshō's discretion. He roared as he pressed deeper, his broadsword's now scratching the surface of Violetta's armour. She chuckles beneath her visor.

"K," she mocks playfully, "You wouldn't hurt me would you?"

He growls, his golden eyes burning madly, "You threatened my life."

"So?" He could feel an eyebrow raise of within her mask, "You see was feeling a little nostalgic and I remembered that first time I tried to eat you," her grip loosened slightly on the Broadsword, he saw his chance. "And I-"

He drives his broadswords into her armour and it pierces inches into her flesh as a wail erupts from her mask. Kanshō lets a satisfied smile cross his lips.

"And I think you should die."