Faded Memories| Naruto And Tokyo Ghoul Crossover

Shikamaru?

This was great. Just fucking perfect.

Himika was having a great day until they walked in. And of course, one of them recognized her on sight. Well shit.

"But today was going so well," Himika whined. "What did I do wrong?"

Sitting at a table sat two doves.

~Earlier that day~

Himika sat bored in her room. Continuously glancing at the clock, which hadn't changed from 7:00 am. Her shift for the day didn't start for another three hours, and Hinami was at school; hopefully keeping an eye on Kentaro, her newest minion.

Normally, Himika would train with Hinami, or even Yomo, but Hinami was still healing and at school, and Yomo was out running some errands or something. Himika was particularly annoyed at the fact that she hasn't been allowed to even hang out alone with Hinami, only when others were around. It was suspicious, to say the least.

"Oi! Open up!"

Himika turned to her door and groaned before replying.

"It's open." Himika raised her voice.

To her surprise, Touka of all people walked in.

"Touka?" Himika mumbled. "Do you need anything?"

"Yeah, actually," She sighed. "This stupid entrance exam shit is stressing me out and I was thinking of having a friendly spar with you. Normally I'd ask Yomo or Kaneki... Nevermind."

Her last words were mumbled, but she quickly snapped out of it.

"So you in?"

"Sure." Himika shrugged. "I enjoy a good fight, and I'm bored out of my mind."

"Works for me." Touka shrugged back. "Follow me, and try to keep up."

Before she knew it, they were in one of the many alleyways of Tokyo.

"Hood up." Touka ordered.

Himika complied and flipped up her hood, tucking her hair into the hood.

"I swear, if anyone spots us I'm throwing you to the wolves." Himika grumbled.

"Shut up and no one will see us." Touka grinned.

"Does the manager know?" Himika whispered.

"He knows I'm borrowing you for a few hours, not what we're doing." She replies. "I had the feeling he'd say no if I told him we were sparring."

"Why would he say no?"

"I'll explain later, hurry up and follow me." Touka grunted.

Instead of taking the rooftops, they cut through back alleys and walked on the sidewalk when necessary. It was barely past 7 am, meaning the streets were mainly full of students and adults headed to work.

Touka blended in fairly well, despite the fact she wasn't wearing a uniform; but she did bring a backpack with her.

"What's with the bag anyway?" Himika asked.

"It has our masks in it and two cloaks," Touka answered.

"Oh." Himika nodded.

The rest of their stroll was silent until they eventually came to the underside of a bridge, which was poorly lit to begin with and had the stench of blood hanging around it like a thick veil.

"Why here?" Himika asked, holding her hand over her nose. "It smells like a morgue." 

"That's exactly why though," Touka replied. "The smell also masks our own, most ghouls started to avoid this place after what went down here."