Ooh angst is fun. I love angst.
“So what you’re saying,” Kaneki says, “is that I’m aging. At a fearsome pace.”
Tsukiyama clamps a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming. Nishiki affirms, and all he can think is that no, his Ken is going to die.
When Kaneki exits the room, he bumps into Tsukiyama, who has tears in his eyes.
Kaneki swallows. Shuu knows, doesn’t he?
“You’re like a fine wine. Better aged,” Tsukiyama blurts out.
Kaneki’s cheeks turn pink. “Thank you, Tsukiyama.”
Tsukiyama bounds along beside him. “What can I do? Do you want to eat me? And all my Rc cells? Just tell me and I’ll do it.”
“Tsukiyama, calm down. Nishiki’s a scientist. Maybe everything will work out.” Kaneki sighs.
He doesn’t believe that. He hasn’t believed that since all those years ago, when he couldn’t eat a hamburger.
“Don’t give up. Not yet.” Tsukiyama shoves Kaneki backwards. “I’m counting on you. You don’t get to take the easy way out and die a martyr this time. Promise me.”
Kaneki glares at him.
“Please!”
“Fine. I promise I will try to survive.” Kaneki nods.
“Seal it with a kiss?”
Kaneki’s eyes widen. He’s with Touka now. He can’t.
“You know.” Touka’s voice booms behind them, “If it’s what will seal your survival, I don’t mind you giving him a kiss.”
Afraid Touka’s heard too much, Kaneki kisses Shuu as quickly as he can.
It hurts, but now Tsukiyama’s grateful for any and all contact with his friend. Kaneki can’t die. Not yet.
Mercy and Magic 