Tokyo Ghoul x Reader

The Ring (Arima x Suicidal! Ghoul! Reader)

The Ring (Arima x Suicidal! Ghoul! Reader)

(A/N: I am terrible at these types of plots)

The night sky tonight was dark, the stars were absent but the breeze was nice. The lonely moon's shine reflected against the thin metal ring around your finger as your past repeated itself over and over again. Everyone you knew, who helped you, and loved you, met a terrible fate and left you by yourself.

"This was the life of a ghoul, hated by those who fear them and watching the ones you love perish before you."

It was sickening. How can someone just do that and not feel any remorse? Your whole family was slaughtered by ghoul investigators, every friend you made were eaten by stronger ghouls...

"Maybe it's time..." Your hands gripped the mask breaking it down into pieces.

Letting the pieces dropped onto the ground, your eyes wondered over to a group of ghoul investigators, who you've been observing the past month. The group consisted of three highly skilled investigators, but only one of actually caught your attention. 

Kishou Arima was his name.

He was rumored to be the best ghoul investigator and had never lost a fight in his whole life. Which turned out to be believable after observing him during the time. He was always calm and carried an expressionless face, his personality seemed to play a big role in his success against ghouls.

Coming out of the shadows, you strike two investigators, and the lone investigator immediately countered with his sword shaped quinque, which gazed past your side. 

"No mask?" The man's voice was calm and had a hint of humor his words.

Your lips curved upwards, "My mask broke"

Creating distance between yourself and the investigator, the man lifted his sword towards you and shot a ball of energy towards you. Unable to react fast enough, it hit your shoulder and sent you flying towards the ground. The pain was unbearable and tears rimmed your eyes, the man slowly made his way towards you.

Tears spilling from your eyes, the investigator pointed the tip of his sword at your throat just like a snake about to swallow their victim whole. "Any last words?"

Touching the ring on your finger, you shook your head. "None at the moment"

Tightly closing your eyes, your mind slipped into blackness hoping to feel the quick and loving kiss of death. 

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Opening eyes, you met with sharp eyes behind hair white as snow and the scenery of an abandoned building. Knitting your eyebrows together, you tried to move but was unable to, due to chains wrapped around your wrist and ankles. It occurred to you that the man did not kill you, but possibly wanted information? With your full strength, you tried to break the chains before the investigator spoke up. "Don't, those chains are meant to suppress ghouls"

 Looking back at the man with hatred in your eyes, your mouth opened. "Why am I still alive? Why didn't you finish me off?"

Arima didn't respond but rather held between his fingers a shiny metal ring. Your eyes widen and the horror struck you, how dare he steal your most prized possession?! Feeling familiar anger boil your blood, your voice boomed. "Give that back! It isn't yours!"

The man just stared at you, "...What meaning does this ring have to you?"

You narrowed your eyes at the man, why is he suddenly so interested in you? "Why should I tell you? You're just another human who kills for a living"

Arima didn't speak but rather toss the ring into a large pile of debris behind him. You screamed your lungs out, the sound echoing off the walls and tears spilling like a waterfall. Your anger turned into sorrow watching the shine on the ring disappear into the darkness, similar to how you lost your family.

"Why did you do that?! That was my ring!!"

The investigator kneed down to you and placed his hand against your cheek. 

"Don't touch me!" You shook your head, "I'll kill you myself you sick bastard!"

"Your life is more valuable than any ring in this world can hold" His breath was against your ear. His hand touched the back of your head, stroking your hair.

"Why are you doing this to me? I'm a ghoul who kills and devours your kind, and you're an investigator who's suppose to kill me"

You felt Arima tighten his hold around you, "If you want me to take your life that badly, then I already took it"

"...That's not what I mean. I want you to finish what we started and stop my heart from beating" The chain around your wrist loosen enough to free your hands.

"(Name)..." You paused upon hearing your name the first time in years.

Why did the ghoul investigator knew your name? Everyone who knew your name should have been dead or forgotten. You pushed the man away from you and stared at him dead in the eyes, "Why do you know my name?"

  Arima held up another ring, it looked exactly like your ring. "Your name is on it"

You bit your lip, "Is that my ring?"

"Yes, the one I threw was a replica" The investigator slipped the ring into his pocket and stood from his position.

"Give it back!" Unable to stand due to your ankles still being chained, you gripped onto his clothes.

The man looked down at you, "If you want your ring back, come find me" He turn to leave, "I'm not an easy man to find"

Feeling the same feeling of anger and annoyance arise, you toss a piece of debris at Arima before he dodged it. "Come back here!"

After a whole day since Arima left you in the abandoned building with your ankles chained up, you were finally able to remove the chain and ran outside to follow his trail. Searching around the building in search of him, there was not a single trace of him.

"Dammit, I can't even smell him at all"

You started to follow every lead on where Arima could possibly be, but all lead to a dead end or the familiar white hair flashing away from you. By the time you found Arima, he was slipping coffee in a cafe and staring at you through the window. Storming into the cafe, you confronted him with a look of hatred lasting lifetimes.

"Give me back my ring!" You slapped your hands against the table creating  a loud noise and the people in the cafe looking in your direction.

Arima brought his cup of coffee to his lips and sipped his coffee before taking your hand and slipping the ring on your ring finger. The man placed a kiss upon your ring, and looked up at you. "(Name)"

"What?!-"

The whole cafe started to applaud, you were confused while Arima smiled sweetly at your reaction. Why was the whole cafe happy about this? Why was he smiling like this is the only joke that can make him smile?

That was it. The realization hit you. The whole cafe thought Arima proposed to you and you said yes. "It's not what this-"

He placed your hand into his own, his eyes staring into yours as if he could read your mind just by staring. "I'll kill you, Arima"

"Then find me (Name)" He left the cafe with your ring. 

Again.