A/N: again, multiple povs. Switches from first/third person.
•Kaneki's pov•
I really didn't want to get up from bed. I got lots of sleep, more than I have in a long while actually. I slept sounder knowing (y/n) was safe after all. Though a gut feeling still lingered. But I still felt as tired as ever. I suddenly jolted up with one thing in mind... 'Today is (y/n)'s first day as our pianist. I guess with my mind still half asleep and all, the only thought that ran through my mind was sleep. Now I had a clear purpose and desire for getting ready. Just the thought of (y/n), and even her just performing, made me feel a certain feeling I haven't felt since I was held by... Yamori. I can't explain it, I've been so preoccupied with keeping my family/friends safe, that I shut out any other emotion other than the primitive one of protection at all costs. And only recently have I left the Aogiri, after Hinami-chan and Yoshimura-San shed some light on how I was hurting them more than protecting them. It's been a couple of months and I'm slowly regaining my old personality. But both pre - Yamori and post - Yamori me are parts of me. I can't fully abandon either. But I've softened since coming in contact with (y/n)-chan. She sparked something in me, and I can only hope to spark something similar in return. If anything, I at least want to provide her security and friendship.' I walked to my closet to get my work attire, I only go to the university during the later hours. And I wondered if I'd also see (y/n) there later on today. I haven't seen her around the campus since that one fateful encounter. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I was actually... concerned for how I looked. 'Why?' It wasn't at all like me. Anyways, 'see you soon, (y/n)-chan.' I thought to myself as I left for Anteiku's main floor, the café.
•Nishiki's pov•
Dammit to hell... I got no sleep at night! I know that (y/n) said all was fine but... I couldn't escape an uneasiness I felt. I slept for maybe an hour and even during that I had a nightmare. I could hear (y/n) but it was all dark. I heard another voice too, a mans... It was definitely familiar. But now looking back, the dream was hazy and so was that voice. And of course I couldn't help but think that (y/n)... Damned brat... Got herself into trouble. I got ready for another day at Anteiku, still hopeful that she'd show for her first day. Regardless of my gut feeling, I made it seem as if I couldn't even recall the events from last night and the visit from (y/n)'s roommate. Didn't work. Maybe because as I entered Anteiku, that same girl was already seated. 'Crap, here I thought this day would go to my liking...' I thought to myself as I went straight to the employee lounge deeper into the café. "Already taking a break, damned Nishiki." ... Touka. "Ahh, nothing better in a morning than to be greeted by a pretend college student." I could feel her glare a hole through the back of my head. It was normal at this point. "You!- I am not a pretend college student! I take it seriously and i do it for purposes other than attending major parties, unlike you! You damned slacker!" Hm.. That managed to get to her more well than I thought, new target practice. Things are getting old. But her remark did catch me off guard. "Oh ho ho! Look at damned Touka trying to change the subject. And for your information, brat, I don't attend the university for its parties." I stated calmly. Which I knew would make her all the more mad. "Oh? Really Nishiki? So you mean to say that the countless girls that come into the shop in hopes of finding a certain orange haired jerk after a party from the night before, weren't for you? Because as a frequent worker, I certainly don't remember any other worker fitting the description!" Well, she got me there... It did sting a little. But what was I supposed to do? All those human girls were sufficient entertainment for the night being, but I loose interest fast. Speaking of, I hadn't lost one ounce of interest concerning (y/n). 'And that's even because we hadn't been intimate yet either... How?! Oh great... If Touka brings this up around (y/n) she'll never view me as someone to be a boyfriend, or build a relationship with. Wait. Why did I care though...'
•Touka's pov•
"Oh? Really Nishiki? So you mean to say that the countless girls that come into the shop in hopes of finding a certain orange haired jerk after a party from the night before, weren't for you? Because as a frequent worker, I certainly don't remember any other worker fitting the description!" I quickly attacked Nishiki with the cold hard truth. It was a fact though, Nishiki attended those events so damned often and hid away once girls came back asking for him, leaving the rest of us to deal or comfort them. 'Coward..' I thought to myself as I noted his frozen state. 'Got him.' "Oi, damned Nishiki, care to try and deny? Or will you just go and do your job already?!" I ask. I was content with the outcome. I won this round.
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A fateful encounter
Fanfiction*reader insert storyline* You were born in Tokyo, Japan and raised there until the young age of ten. Your father was from there but your mother was from America, (state:) to be exact. Though you were now to be in college, but you wanted to study abr...
