[TOKYO GHOUL X VAMPIRE KNIGHT FANFICTION]
❝Here she comes... The Queen of Ghouls.❞
The sister of Kaneki Ken, Kaneki Kihin Kiri. She's an SSS-Rated Ghoul. She decides to leave Tokyo and go to a different scenery. She hates the familiar sounds and...
"It's like he knows something extra. He must be angry about something else as well." I delved in, thinking hard about every encounter we've had; everytime we've met, every possible chance that he could have the chance to find out anything.
Two months... For two months, I've been doing this. I haven't even come out of my room since then. I've been trying to find a clue, a sign, anything that proves why Aido is still angry but it's not the jealous kind of anger.
I groaned out of frustration, coming up clean. Then, my mind suddenly flashed with an idea that made anger boil from the bottom of my stomach. "Unless... they were spying on our conversation." Grumbling, I glared at the door, imagining that those blood-suckers were just outside of it. "Nosy vampires... soon-to-be-dead vampires..." I growled out, ruffling my hair aggressively before throwing my arms down beside me.
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I was interrupted by the sound of my ringtone for the annoying girl that has been messaging non-stop and acting worried. "The worst decision of my life... three birds with one stone, yeah right." I muttered while rubbing my hands on my cheeks in an aggravated manner.
Answering the call, I was happily welcomed by the sound of my girlfriend. "You haven't answered any of my calls! I was so worried but now... I'm angry!" She screamed into the phone, causing me to the pull the phone away from my ear and zone out until she said to meet her at her dorm to make up for what I've done.
Suddenly, bloodlust took over my mind, going overdrive and making my already violent thoughts even more violent. I managed to reply, "Let's meet at the gate and go into town together." She happily agreed, the entity of her blooming smile practically oozing through the phone, showcasing the typical girls' up and down mood swings.
I hung up before pacing around the room, grabbing the roots of my oily hair, my hands sliding against the strains of hair. Trying to rip out the thoughts of tearing someone apart with my teeth, I ripped out a few pieces of hair but I wasn't worried about that at the moment.
I was only worried about how I would kill my victim.
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