“You got this,” Nishiki whispers. Banjou gives Tsukiyama a thumbs up. Even Kaneki winks.
Tsukiyama rushes over to Kyou, the long-legged, blonde vixen he’s been eyeing since GOAT assembled in the 24th ward. “Coffee?”
She laughs nervously as she continues filing coffee grounds into ration containers. “Me?”
“Yes, ma cherie.”
Kyou narrows her eyes, but stops her work. Tsukiyaama putters about, brewing coffee to place in her hand.
They stroll down the hallway, away from others. Kyou clears her throat. “So what did you wish to talk about?”
“How are things going for you?” Tsukiyama finds her direct nature intimidating.
“You want the nice version or the truth, dear?” Kyou flips her hair over her shoulder.
“The truth,” Tsukiyama says suspiciously.
She scowls. “I fucking hate our king.”
“Kaneki? How can you hate him? He’s an innocent cheesecake.” Tsukiyama gasps.
“And about as dense,” Kyou counters.
“Then why are you here?” Tsukiyama can’t believe their date is going this sour this quickly. And that Kaneki had approved this.
“My sister.” Kyou shrugged. Her eyes flash. “I just…he’s so inactive. He’s going to get us all killed, and I refuse to act like this is a good thing.”
“You sound personally offended. You don’t even know him,” Tsukiyama says.
“Don’t I?” Kyou sighs. “I feel betrayed by King Kaneki. I – I joined because of my sister, yes, but also because wanted to rally around someone who desired to help humans and ghouls. Someone who didn’t fit neatly into categories and worked to reconcile the two. All I wanted was to know it was possible.”
Tsukiyama waits. Annoyed, yes, but also curious. There’s something behind her words.
“I don’t fit neatly into categories either. I was born a male, but I’m a woman. I just wanted to know it was possible to usher in a world where there aren’t binaries. Male, female; human, ghoul. But if even those who preach it don’t practice it, is there any hope for me?” Kyou smiles.
She’s surely freaked him out. She hates his friend, and she’s not the female he thought. He’ll regret this date.
But to her surprise, Shuu’s eyes have misted over. He can’t help but remember Kanae. In the end, she found her truth.
Hopefully Kyou can without dying. As frustrating as her snap judgement of Kaneki is, he feels admiration for her as well. He wants a second date.
He leans over and clinks his coffee mug against hers. “I think you have a beautiful way with words, belle.”