》Upon The Lake Of Time 《 {Ayato Krishima X Reader}

~Chapter 11~

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(Y/N) snuck back into her room, changing back to her nightgown. After half an hour or so, the alarms around the small shop began to buzz. She stood up, walking down the wooden stairs to greet people equally as tired as she was. 

Touka grumbled on about how stupid Anteiku's opening time was, and how she wished school wasn't as important to go to as it was, while Yomo and Roma just sat at the counter, burying their sorrows in their cup of black coffee. However, amongst the eight ghouls, one seemed unusually cheerful- especially in the morning.

"G-good morning (Y/N)-ne! D-did y-you sleep well?!" Kaneki asked, shakily passing her the milk and coffee carriers. (Y/N) just sighed, forcing a smile to the boy "God bless you Kaneki- if you can cope with this, you must be some sort of extra-terrestrial mega force" she said, poring herself the milk, with only a dash of coffee. "W-well, I am an early bird so-"

"Shut up" Touka slugged, plopping next to (Y/N). (Y/N) furrowed her brows, but Touka only replied with a half shrug. "Me too" (Y/N) said, trying to cheer the boy up "Actually, I concider myself both a night owl and early bird. It's just that I've been very  tired lately"

Kaneki's face lit up "O-Oh! Of course, I-I understand" he said, scooting himself closer to the white haired ghoul "S-so, if you've gone to a job interview for social economy, y-you must also be book-smart. d-did you attend school before?" Touka let out a large grunt, eyeing (Y/N) "Please (Y/N), please make him stop"

"If you hate him so much then why on earth is he even in Anteiku? Be careful Tou, there are some who can can see through you quite easily"

"Pfft, not much coming from you- who can look through solid bricks" She mocked, getting up to prepare her bag.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at Touka, turning back to kaneki "Yes, but that was before. . .well, certain things happened. I still read a lot though. Learning is always a pleasure"

"A-ah! Yes- what's your favorite book? Mine's-"

The door swung open, the bell giving a small dingle. "We're not open yet Asshole!" Touka moaned, as a tall purple haired man with stylish clothing strolled into the store dramatically.

"Tsu-Tsukiyama" Kaneki stuttered, obviously afraid. "Who?" (Y/N) asked, uninterestedly. "U-uh, h-he kidnapped and almost k-killed me- he's a friend of Anteiku t-though" (Y/N) scrunched at Touka "Why?" 

"Don't even fucking start (Y/N)"

"No seriously, if he kidnaps and almost kills one of you, I'm quite sure the friendship ended a while ago"

"(Y/N)"

"Why is he alive?"

"For gods sake-"

"-he's not even banned from coming here?"

Tsukiyama flung his hair, hand on his heart "'Well- one mustn't be too harsh. Bonjour, mademoiselle, I don't believe we've met yet-"

"Don't" (Y/N) said plainly, walking past Touka "You have some serious work to do on both your decision making skills and priorities" she whispered, disappearing into the backroom. 

But the purple haired ghoul's voice echoed her to a stop "Pardon me, but you might have a visitor- somebody said they wanted to meet you at the park alleyway" he smirked, licking his tongue "They said it was urgent" 

(Y/N) turned around, giving him a grunt for a reply, before calling out to Touka "Scream to me if he tries to kill one of you again"

Tsukyama was about to speak again, but (Y/N) found no pleasure in listening, instead banging the door into his face, similar as to how Touka had done to Kaneki. He stunk of blood. The same blood (Y/N) had found in the 11th ward, in that alleyway. Something was connecting, but she didn't have enough clues to figure it out- or had she missed something? Something Critical? So close in front of her nose that she couldn't see it?

(Y/N) pulled herself together, she knew it wasn't the right time for self doubt. A familiar shadow followed her, hovering delicately until she came to a dead end at the local park's closest apartment's alleyway.

"Ne. What do you think of my drama act?" (Y/N) asked outloud "Not quite good at it- it's not my thing" The shadow came to a halt, staring her down. This would become quite interesting quite quickly. It'd been a while since (Y/N) caught eye contact with the indigo boy "Did you have fun singing to Eto about me. . .

. . .Ayato?"

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Word count; 810.

Date; 30.7.2018.

Book status; Re-write.

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