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You Make My Stomach Sick- Tsukiyama Fanfic

Hello. Its quin again. Just wanted to say that writing this story made me uncomfortable because......well.......tsukiyama makes my skin crawl thats why! I just find him plain creepy But I guess that It made the story more realistic.

There is some french in here. So here is a french guide:

Ma belle petite fluer- My beautiful little flower

Ma cherie- My darling

Mon ange- My angel.

L'amour de ma vie- love of my life.

If this is incorrect then I apologize. I used google translate. If your a french major then dont be afraid to tell me If I screwed up in the comments section.

Enjoy the story :)

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Tsukiyama was getting increasingly irritating as the weeks went by. Infact so much to the point of insanity.

The purple haired psychopath was always  following me around wherever I went with that stupid smile on his face. Humming a tune that he explained to me was a romantic song that explained our 'relationship' beautifully. Commenting on my petite frame while calling me 'Ma belle petite Fleur' or  'Mon ange'. I didnt know what it meant of course but the sickly sweey tone that his voice consisted of while saying it was enough to convince me that it was something romantic and therefore I resented it greatly.

Tsukiyama made my stomach crawl to be put it quite blatantly. With his stupid flamboyant gestures and his ridiculous so called 'romantic' french pet names that he was constantly calling me while in that syrup like tone of his.

Sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. Sick.

Touka noticed his weird obsession with me and was always present to tell him to take his creepy ass and to screw off. A true friend I thought of her. The weirdest thing about the whole thing was that according to tsukiyama when he was 18 and touka was 14 he was head over heals for her and loved the cold glare that she always had. If that wasnt enough to make me vomit in my mouth a little everytime right before touka would send him away he would give me one more longing gaze and then proceed to blow me a kiss while saying 'bonjour'. His exit didnt last very long however, as He would always come back the next day to begin an entire new episode of harassment complete with a new list of french terms of endearement to call me and another creepy story from his past to share that I would rather not knowing. Like how his father comforted him as a kid when he used to feel bad after eating humans that anyone that were to be eaten by him should be honoured.

Yeah. Great conversation starter. Didnt make me feel sick at all.

Unfortunatly for me, tsukiyama was at it again today.

"Bonjour everyone!"

I fought the urge to vomit in my mouth at the sound of his voice and also the urge to leave but I was teaching hanami some new words for her vocabulary. Kaneki was busy behind the counter so he couldnt normally do it like he usually did so hinami came running to me this morning calling me 'big sis' and pleading if I could help her. Giving her a warm smile And a yawn I agreed and told her that I would be down to help her in a few minutes. The bright smile on her face was very rewarding.

"Ah hello mr. Tsukiyama" Hinami gretted loudly from her table. I mentally cursed and tryed to hide my face by turning my head. I had no idea why hinami liked tsukiyama considering that he was a ragging psychopath underneath that facade of normalcy. I blamed her chidlike nature.

I could feel the freak come by closer to our table. For some odd reason there was a climatic horror theme going on my head. You know? The one that happens as the killer proceeds to kill the victim? It didnt really help the situation much and only added to my deep sense of dread.

Brain you have failed me again.

"Hello little hinami!" I heard tsukiyama's say in a dramatic voice. From the corner of my eye I say hinami smile. Tsukiyama gave one in return and I turned my head to give him a scowl that would perhaps hopefully  make him leave. 

Sigh. I should have known better.

"Ah Ma cherie!" He exclaimed excidently. "How are..........

"Oh shut your mouth tsukiyama!" I interrupted violently. My one ghoul eye came out in my anger while the normal brown of my eye was covered by my curly hair. I intentionally did this to hide my normal non-ghoul eye so that I could trick ghouls into thinking I was a pureblood. My natural smell was that of a human so you would think that would be enough to refute that little trick but so far no one figured it out. Well except hinami of course due to her above average sense of smell. I guess that since I was a natural born half-ghoul only ghouls with a really good sense of smell could tell me apart. That was just a theory of course. 

"Oh It appears that I have stirred up some extreme feelings in you" he stated. "I really like when that happens you know? It brings some passion into thoose cold eyes of yours. You know I find that very ironic because when I was head over heals in love with touka I used to love that icy cold glare of hers. With you however, I very much perfer a look of passion" Tsukiyama gave an excited little yelp. "It reminds me of a poem infact! "Love is like friendship caught on fire! In the beginning a flame! Very pretty! Often hot and fierce!"

Tsukiyama said the entire poem in a very melodramatic voice that annoyed me to no end. It was a beautifull poem I will admitt. One that I was familiar with. The way this psychopath said it however mad me instantly hate it.

Hinami gave a little clap. Tsukiyama bowed. I scowled.

"How much times are you going to sprout the same sickening shit you piece of trash?" I questioned unfazed by his little act.

Tsukiyama straightened up and smilled at me.

"My what a dirty little mouth you have. I dont usually find cursing on a woman an endearing trait but for you my love" he gave me a little wink. "I think I will make an acception"

"Oh your making acceptions huh?" I said. "Well how about you accept my foot up your ass then?"

Tsukiyama laughed outloud which made me grit my teeth.

"Did you learn how to insult people from touka? I can see the same.........ah!" Tsukiyama looked behind my shoulder. "Speaking of my old flame"

I looked behind me to see touka charging towards us at full speed. When she got to us she took my hand and pulled me behind her in a protective manner. Facing tsukiyama she gave him an outraged facial expression.

"Didn't I tell you to leave her alone huh gormet ass?" Touka demanded in a frightening voice that was laced with anger. Tsukiyama just maintained a look of calmness.

"Ah touka. Mon ange and I were just conversing is all"

"If you want someone to converse with then do so with all of thoose other pompous ghouls that you dine with everyday at your filthy restaurant!" Touka said. "If you didn't come to antieku to order something then you can take your gormet ass with you on the way out"

Touka took my hand and dragged me out of there and motioned for hinami to come aswell. I saw hinami give the freak an apologetic facial expression before leaving but I didnt see his response in return. I didnt dare to turn around and look back at tsukiyama out of possible discomfort.

As the people in france say tsukiyama:

Bonjour.