Everything is the same except when Kaneki was living with his aunt he started caring for stray dogs without her knowledge. Flash forward to when he is Sasaki and him and Saiko are out running a few errands and he gets tackled by a loving group of stray dogs. They stop to pet them and Haise silently vows to start looking after them.

This is hilarious and lovely.

“Don’t touch those filthy mongrels.” Kaneki’s aunt sniffs and hurries away from the dogs.

“You know,” Kaneki says to the dogs, the dogs who have actually shown an interest in him, “I have a friend who was nice to me when I was like a stray. His name is Hide. And I think he’d be your friend, too.”

Checking over his shoulder to ensure his aunt is out of sight, Kaneki hands the dog his lunch. It woofs with joy.

Over the next few years, Kaneki and Hide each take turns caring for a growing number of street dogs, including one very pregnant, fluffy monster they name Takatsuki, after Kaneki’s favorite author.

But when Takatsuki has five puppies, Hide insists on naming them. “Fluffy One, Fluffy Two…”

“You can’t be serious.” Kaneki scowls.

“Hideyoshi, Kaneki, and Sen. There.” Hide smirks. They’re all brown and large, and squirming in their arms.

“We’ll take care of them,” Kaneki vows.

Unconditional love, for Kaneki, is Hide and puppies.

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“Maman!” Saiko gasps as six enormous brown mutts tackle Sasaki.

“Uh.” Sasaki, the fierce ghoul investigator, looks completely overwhelmed by the fluffy, excitable creatures. “Help.”

“They’re so cutttttte,” Saiko coos, hugging one. “Are they strays? Can we keep them?”

Sasaki, ever so briefly, imagines himself hugging one. They feel so familiar. He can already feel the texture of their fur before he touches them.

“We’ll take care of them,” Haise vows. It takes him a moment to realize he hasn’t spoken aloud yet.

Instead of running away from them, Kaneki talks with the Quinx about what he is doing and what he discovers (that the CCG are the biggest hypocrites, sunlit garden and everything they were taught a complete and total lie), and they make it clear that they will support him always.

“I don’t believe you,” Urie snaps.

“Why not?” Saiko fires back.

“Sensei? How do you know?” Mutsuki leans forward. The Quinx have gathered in the Chateau for a meeting with Sasaki Haise, though he now wants to be called Kaneki.

Higemaru interrupts. “There’s actually … I’ve studied the history of CCG some. Everyone who’s come from the Sunlit Garden has passed away by 35.”

“So you believe him, too?” Saiko asks.

“Why don’t we ask or resident Garden kid?” Aura points at Hsaio. “Tell us he’s crazy.”

Hsaio stares at the floor. Her voice sounds dead. “He’s crazy.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” Urie says, his stomach sinking.

Hsaio looks up at Kaneki. “You can’t fight them. You’ll lose.”

“You’re going to die early? No! I refuse!” Saiko shrieks. She wraps Hsaio in an embrace.

“If – if everything is a lie, how do we move forward?” Mutsuki waits anxiously for Sensei’s answer.

“I don’t know. I think joining with the ghouls already against the Washuus is a good first step,” says Kaneki.

“No,” Aura says. “I can’t betray my aunt.”

“In a way,” says Higemaru, “You’d be betraying her if you let her fight for a lie.”

“But I don’t have anyone else,” Aura whispers.

“You have us,” Kaneki says. “For what little I’m worth.”

“You’re worth a lot to me,” says Mutsuki.

“And me!” cries Saiko.

“We’ll support whatever you decide,” Urie says, nodding at Kaneki. For some reason, that warms his heart the most.

They’re his family.

Saiko and q-squad are preparing to fight the dragon thing when they run into touka’s squad in the battlefield. After realizing they were from GOAT, Saiko frantically asks for any news regarding Haise Sasaki, his whereabouts and if he is safe. Touka understands she means well and with a heavy heart has to say that the giant thing they have to fight is him.

“You’re GOAT? So you’re not behind this?” Saiko cries. Hsaio and Higemaru aim their kagunes towards Touka, the tearful Gourmet, Yotsume, and Serpent. Dawn emerges, and no one has a handle on this giant creature yet.

And now – now ghouls are coming to help, and as momentary leader of the Quinx Squad, Saiko is perfectly willing to accept this.

“Furuta was behind this,” Touka says furiously. To her surprise, none of the Quinxes seem all that shocked.

“Have you seen Haise Sasaki? Where is he?” demands the blue-haired girl.

Touka’s face falls. This girl must be… “You’re Yonebayashi Saiko.”

“How do you know me?” Saiko scowls.

“I’m close to Kaneki,” Touka says, her eyes filling with tears.

“So where is he?” asks Higemaru.

“Is he safe?” Saiko asks.

The Gourmet lets out another wail, and Yotsume begins crying, too.

“That is Kaneki.” Touka’s voice is fierce. None of the Quinxes think to doubt her.

Saiko catches her breath. Her voice trembles. “I don’t…I said I don’t want anyone to die anymore.”

“We rescued Urie. We can do this,” Hsaio says. Sure, this thing is nothing like a framed-out Urie, but bring Urie back to sanity was supposed to be impossible too, right?

“Please let us help,” whimpers the Gourmet.

“We call can. Because we’re going to rescue Maman,” Saiko snaps.

Touka smiles slightly. She likes this girl. And, just maybe, she feels a spark of hope.

Accidentally put this in the Submission box because I’m a bit of a tool. Can we see EarlyRE!Haise having nightmares about his past life, and the Quinx Squad hearing and going to comfort him?

Aw, you’re not a tool! You’re awesome!

“Kill me, please!” Haise cries out.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

“Choose my son!” begs the woman.

But how can he let her die?

“Kill me,” Haise wails.

“Sensei?” A voice interrupts Haise. Someone’s shaking him awake, and he feels hands on his wrists, untying him.

Haise leaps from the chair – and realizes he’s sitting up in bed, at the Chateau. There’s no pleading mother and son. There’s no torture.

Mutsuki has his hands on Haise’s shoulders, and Shirazu’s clutching Haise’s hands. Saiko runs up to him and throws her arms around him, and even Urie is there, hanging back in the corner.

“Are you okay, Maman?” Saiko wipes Haise’s tears with her pigtails.

“Really?” Shirazu demands.

“Yes!” she shoots back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Mutsuki asks, his eyes wide.

Haise shivers. “It felt so real.”

“Horror always feels more real, doesn’t it?” Urie shrugs. “You’re not alone, I guess.”

“I had to choose between killing a mother and their child.” Haise’s eyes fill again. “I just wanted him to take me instead, but he wouldn’t.”

“That’s horrible!” Shirazu gasps. “And way too nice of you. I’d choose the kid.”

“But wanting to sacrifice yourself – you’re so sweet, Maman.” Saiko hugs Haise again. “We’re here. None of us will let you get hurt.”

“I’m not that lucky,” Urie says, with a smirk to assure Haise he’s joking.

“Come on. Go back to sleep. We’ll be here.” Saiko snuggles at his feet, and Shirazu flops by his side.

Mutsuki hesitates.

“It’s okay,” Haise says, and Mutsuki’s face blooms. He settles besides Haise’s other side and holds out an arm to Urie, who joins after a moment.

And though Haise still fears his mind, at least if he dreams again, he can pretend the Quinx are fighting with him.

What are some characters’ sleeping positions?

Let me know if you want any others! These were the first I thought of. 🙂

Kaneki Ken – fetal position

Kirishima Touka – knees bent

Fueguchi Hinami – cuddling her pillow

Kirishima Ayato – whatever looks the least comfortable so he can brag about it later. He’s tried standing more than once

Tsukiyama Shuu – arms spread out

Kanae Von Rosewald – falls asleep on her knees praying for Master Shuu

Yomo Renji – on his side

Uta – arms above his head

Amon Koutarou – on his back

Akira Mado – on her back, a pillow under her knees to support her muscles

Takizawa Seidou – fetal position

Mutsuki Tooru – curled into a ball

Urie Kuki – stick-straight, on his back

Yonebayashi Saiko – on her stomach

Higemaru Touma – snow-angel pose

Aura Shinsanpei – crushed against the wall

Hsaio Ching-Li – she’s not fond of pillows

Shirazu Ginshi – on his back

Ui Koori – on his stomach

Hairu Ihei – drowning in a sea of pink pillows

Arima Kishou – knees bent

Yoshimura Eto – constantly tossing and turning, so really ALL THE POSITIONS

Suzuya Juuzou – fetal position

Yay ask box is open again! Could you possibly do hsiao x saiko nsfw w some angst maybe? Thank yo uso much for all you do!

Always. Hsaio x Saiko needs more love.

“Saiko,” Hsaio Ching-Li awakens in the middle of the night to see her friend sitting at the foot of her bed.

Hsaio’s eyes still smart from crying. Tonight she confessed everything to Saiko, Urie, and Higa. They know she was part ghoul before she was a Quinx. They assured her love her, but she can’t quite believe it.

“Hi.” Saiko straightens up. “I just thought you might not want to be alone.”

“Thank you.” Hsaio opens her arms, and Saiko hugs her.

“You know, I really don’t care. You’re my friend.” Saiko hesitates, an uncharacteristic move for her.

“What?”

Saiko brushes her lips against Hsaio’s.

Hsaio gasps. “What?!”

“I told you, I love you, Hsaio.” Saiko smiles.

Hsaio shakes her head. “But – like that?”

“Does that scare you?”

“A little.” Hsaio tackles Saiko in a ferocious kiss.

“I’ll take it you agree.” Saiko giggles.

“Yes,” Hsaio breathes. She just – she hardly let herself dream – but when she did, it was of Saiko.

“Can I?” Saiko’s hands hover over Hsaio’s chest.

She nods and moves her own hands to Saiko’s breasts. “Damn, I’m jealous.”

“Pah, and I’m jealous of you, too, silly.” Saiko pulls Hsaio down onto the bed. They lie facing each other, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.

Hsaio used to consider herself fortunate to have been born a failure, destined to die young. Because then she couldn’t be used to continue the family line by sleeping with men.

But she never dreamed she would be this fortunate – to have Saiko’s hands inside her, to be inside Saiko.

“I love you, Saiko,” she says.

“I know.” Saiko winks.

Haise and the Qs are out. They interview a sexy, curvy woman as she is a witness to a new ghoul case (let’s call it The Brain. Maybe it leaves the brain intact outside the body) and when they finish, Shirazu tries to ask her out. When she says no, Urie isn’t surprised, but what surprises the whole group is when the woman turns to Saiko and asks for her number

What a clever and funny ask!

“Now, can you describe the man who left with the victim?” Urie looks at his notes. This woman makes him nervous. She looks like a model.

Mutsuki doesn’t like how googly-eyed every other man seems around her.

“He had a knit cap on, and a mustache, I think.” The woman twists her flowing hair around her finger.

“What kind of mustache?” Shirazu asks, all too eager. Saiko shakes her head at him.

“Thin and scanty. No beard, though.” The woman leans over, exposing perfectly round cleavage to rival Saiko’s own.

Shirazu’s pitch rises. “And the hat? The color?”

“Hot pink. Not a color I’d expect a ghoul called The Brain to pick, but you know, who can say what ghouls think?” The woman looks sad. “Though you guys are probably the closest.”

“We’re still closer to humans,” Urie says stiffly.

“Of course! I just meant – the internal quinques.” Her eyes sparkle. “It’s the sort of magical talent I’d pretend I had when I was a kid.”

“Me too,” Saiko enthuses. The woman smiles at her.

“Back to the case,” Mutsuki says quickly.

When the woman is done, Shirazu shakes her hand in thanks. He has to beat Urie to this. “So, uh, Miss Megumi, would you want to grab…a candlelit dinner sometime?”

You dolt. Urie waits for her contempt.

“Oh.” The woman presses a hand over her heart. “That’s quite sweet of you, Mr. Shirazu. I don’t think so, but I’m sure some lady or lad will be very impressed with your considerate nature.”

Shirazu is pink-faced. “Okay.”

“You though.” Inspired, the woman turns to Saiko. “Can I have your number?”

Urie’s mouth drops, and Shirazu nearly faints. Mutsuki, however, grins.

“Certainly.” Saiko makes a big show of slowllllllly reading her number. “Call me.”

“I will!” The woman blows her a kiss and saunters off.

Urie shakes his head. “No. Fucking. Way.”

Some fluffy Shirazu x Saiko pleaseeeeee

“Shiragin, you haven’t finished your ice cream.” Saiko looks worried. “Are you worried about Haru?”

“I’m always worried about her,” he admits.

“Then the solution is to a) visit her, and b) bring ice cream.” Saiko nods. “Let’s do this.”

“You’re crazy,” Shirazu protests.

“What’s her favorite flavor? We’re getting at least a liter.” Saiko steps up to the counter. She always has room in her stomach for more ice cream.

“Rainbow sherbet.”

“It’s your favorite, too, isn’t it?” Saiko narrows her eyes. “It’s not technically ice cream.”

“Maybe.” Shirazu grins. “Should we really spend all this money?”

“For Haru? Obviously, the answer is yes.”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Shirazu knows he shouldn’t be slacking with Saiko today, but – but – it’s just one day, and it’s for Haru.

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“You two are a cute couple,” Haru says cheerfully, slurping down more sherbet from her hospital bed.

She looks so happy, Shirazu can’t regret playing hooky. Even though his stomach hurts from a sugar overload.

Saiko appears unfazed by their carbohydrate fest. “Ooh, are we?”

“The fuck?!” Shirazu exclaims, leaping to his feet. Haru’s insinuation only now sinks in.

“You’re dating, right?” Haru blinks.

“NO!”

“Hey! Boyfriend, sit down and kiss me,” Saiko demands.

“Excuse you?” Shirazu’s head spins.

Saiko folds her hands into a heart. “Kiss me and make your sister happy. And yourself.”

“Why would I? You’re – my coworker – and you -” Dammit, she’s cute. And nice. And sexy.

Shirazu leans over and pecks Saiko on the lips. To his surprise, his heart flutters and a thrill runs through him.

So he kisses her again. Haru cheers as Saiko whispers, “Thanks, Shiragin.”

A normal day off for the original Quinx squad, but the difference is, Urie is walking around in a puffy 50s style black skirt that goes down to just above his knees. Everyone notices how awesome it looks and makes a big deal but to him, it’s just something comfortable that Suzuya suggested :)

“What the hell?” Shirazu goggles at Urie’s puffy skirt.

“That looks comfortable,” says Saiko.

“Wow, Urie.” Mutsuki blushes. Something about Urie transgressing gender boundaries warms his heart.

“Not wearing fabric tight around your legs – it’s surprisingly comfortable.” Urie pirouettes before the Quinx Squad. “Suzuya suggested something useful for once. He’s usually just suggesting candy.”

“That, too, is useful,” says Saiko.

“It is not,” Urie snaps, his sour self once again.

“Urie, what are you wearing?” Sasaki drops the food he’s been cooking.

Okay okay okay current timeline Urie and Mutsuki, all with Muuchan being in love with Sasaki and Urie being in love with Mutsuki and so on, Mutsuki catches Urie and Saiko about to leave, Saiko hugs him, then Urie hugs him and nervously tells him he loves him (“just…I love you, you absolute idiot!!”) then he and Saiko run off and judt after, Mutsuki starts crying. A scenario??

“Off to CCG?” Mutsuki asks stiffly, watching Saiko dance out the door where Urie waits, tapping his foot.

“Mucchy!” Saiko turns around with a gasp and launches herself into his arms. “Have fun with the Oggai.”

Fun? Mutsuki laughs nervously.

Saiko draws away and pokes Urie.

He growls, but grabs Mutsuki in an embrace.

Mutsuki gasps. Urie? Hug? Huh?

“Mutsuki, I love you, you absolute idiot,” Urie blurts out.

Mutsuki stares at him. “Me?”

“Come on, Urie.” Saiko winks at Mutsuki as she drags Urie along. “Make him want you.”

Mutsuki watches them – his family – leave. Urie loves him? Why? How?

Tears fill his eyes, and he hugs himself to remember how Urie’s arms felt. Urie loves me.

But how?