Electric Blue Eyes

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No. This must be some sort of dream. The first time I see Kaneki in months, and he's dying! I refused to believe it. It couldn't be Kaneki, he'd toughened up since antique had been destroyed, and he was perfectly capable of fighting anyone. Well of course he toughened up. After all the torture he went through, it was inevitable he'd get stronger.

Yuriko gripped onto my cold hands, I could feel her tremble throughout my entire body. "It's him isn't it?" she whispered. I didn't reply. I needed to see for myself, that every crease and every mark on his face was the same as Kaneki's. A black hood covered his hair and he had the same mask as Kaneki. I didn't want to believe it, but this person was unmistakably Kaneki-kun.

His eyes opened. I knew who this was. This was not Kaneki, Kaneki's eyes were like grey clouds about to release all its rain and thunder. But after he'd released all his anger and sadness, his eyes were like galaxies needing to be explored. They lured you in to his welcoming arms.

These eyes were all too familiar. They were dark blue, the kind of blue you'd see in an ocean that's battling with a ship in the dead of night. Those eyes had been through what my eyes had gone through. It was my betraying brother Ayato.

Many times he had tried to kill me, and many times he had called our father a fool. Our father was not the fool, Ayato was.

"Touka, please. Please help me!" He called out to me as he was sprawled outside the school gates, blood dripping all around him. "My help?" I asked as anger rose through me. I grabbed him by the neck, as if he was a cat, and threw him to the other side of the road. I made sure no one was looking, then jumped all the way next to him.

I whispered in his ear, "if you EVER think I will help you, I think you should consider yourself the fool".

"Touka. Sister. Please." He stared up at me with his electric blue eyes, along with his cobalt blue hair. He looked just like father at this angle. My cheeks were suddenly wet with tears, my heart couldn't just leave my little brother here, even though he'd committed crimes against me, he was still my brother. My blood..

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