Scenario where Kaneki does flee with everyone into hiding during the raid on Anteiku instead of staying to fight. They all end up returning safely after the dangers over to work at the cafe as a family again. One day Mutsuki happens to walk in and interacts with Kaneki (who he takes an immediate shine to) and the others and is ultimately offered a part time job at Anteiku as a waiter. Thoughts of Kaneki and the others makes him accept happily, feeling like he finally belongs.

Cute!

“Here you go, sir. Black coffee.” The cute black-haired waiter hands a mug to Mutsuki.

Mutsuki smiles. “T-thanks.” It’s warm and comforting, something he sorely needs after leaving CCG.

“Your hair is a cute color. Do you dye it?” A pretty teenager with light brown hair waves at him.

“No.” Mutsuki blushes.

“I like it.”

“This is backbreaking work, Kaneki.” A bespectacled man with chestnut hair stops mopping the floor to sag against the wall.

“Stop being a drama queen, Nishiki-shit-head.” The manager stomps in, but pauses as soon as she notices Mutsuki. “Oh. I apologize.”

“It’s okay.” Mutsuki has to laugh. They seem like a big, happy family.

“Touka-chan, this is how you can Nishiki will scare off all our customers,” laughs a graceful black-haired woman.

“Not my ferocity?” A man with a large nose bares his teeth.

Mutsuki’s eyes mist. Family. He wishes he had one. But it’s his own fault he doesn’t.

So he keeps returning to the cafe. Yomo, a large man with a gentle demeanor, and Kaneki, a sweet kid about his age, meet him every day to discuss news and books, respectively. Yomo seems particularly interested when he learns Mutsuki is a graduate of CCG’s academy.

“Why’d you leave?” asks Touka, sitting besides Mutsuki.

“Be – because they did something…” Mutuski mumbles. They helped him blame ghouls instead of himself. They presented his case to younger students even though they knew it was a lie. How could he trust anything he’d been taught? “Something awful. And I didn’t want to be a part of it. And I hate blood.”

“Me too,” admits Kaneki.

“Wuss.” Touka pokes Kaneki’s nose, but she’s smiling.

“What do you think of ghouls?” Koma’s eyes glimmer.

“I really don’t know.” Mutsuki shrugs. “I don’t…hate them. I just don’t know them.”

“I mean, you do, but that’s cool.” Nishiki waves his hand.

“NIshiki!” Touka yells.

Mutsuki’s mouth drops open. “You’re – a – uh -”

“We all are. Well, Ken’s a half-ghoul. The rest of us are full ghouls.” Hinami holds out her hand, and Loser flutters down onto her fingers. She looks sweet and kind.

“I won’t tell,” Mutsuki promises. He’s in no position to judge murder, anyhow. But maybe…they wouldn’t hate him if they knew. “You’re all like family to me.”

“Good.” Touka hands him a mop. “Wanna work here?”

“Does that mean I’m off cleaning duty?” shouts Nishiki.

Mutsuki laughs. Someday he’ll tell them. For right now, he’ll enjoy this strange, strange family.

Remember how Urie was too late to rescue Mutsuki from Torso. How about an alternate hurt/comfort take on this where instead of Urie, Kaneki/Sasaki shows up in time to rescue his beloved student/subordinate himself (before Mutsuki utterly is able to destroy Torso like in canon) and Kaneki/Sasaki defeats Torso. After getting him to eat from him to replenish Mutsuki’s limbs he and Mutsuki open up and bond about the horrors they faced at the hands of their torturers and dark pasts

Soooo sweet, Nonny-mouse. TW for references to torture and sexual assault.

Why does this always happen? I hate me. Mutsuki pinches his eyes shut, praying that maybe he can die.

He feels Torso breathing besides him, and hates himself because he pities him.

“Get away from him!” A thick rinkaku pierces Torso through his heart. Mutsuki scrambles up to see Sensei holding Torso’s lifeless body aloft.

Sasaki tosses him away and turns to Mutsuki, who doubles over in a frantic attempt to make himself small. Sasaki knows. Sasaki sees.

“Mutsuki.” Sasaki’s voice breaks. He approaches his student tentatively.

“Go away,” Mutsuki cries. “I’m disgusting.”

“No!” Sasaki wraps his arms around him. “It’s okay. You’e okay, you’re okay, you’re okay.”

Mutsuki heaves a sob. “I’m not. I’m – you don’t know what I’ve done!”

“Then tell me. But first, you need to eat.” Sasaki holds out his arm. “This will grow your limbs quicker. I’m your leader and I okay this.”

Mutsuki’s kakugan gleams, and he dives in.

As Mucchan chews on him, Sasaki swallows. “I’ve been kidnapped and tortured, too. You know what I thought about, as Jason – the same one Suzuya killed – kept cutting off my toes and fingers, over and over and over? I kept thinking about how this was my fault. I kept thinking about my mom used to hit me. How she told me it was better to be hurt than to hurt. And that just couldn’t work in my situation anymore and I wanted it to work so bad.”

Mutsuki swallows. “Your family hurt you, too?”

Sasaki nods. Tears stream out from his eyes.

“My dad…hurt me. Like Torso did. My mom watched.” Mutsuki lets out a sob. Maybe if he confesses, Sasaki will understand. Maybe Sasaki will relive his pain by killing him. “And I…ghouls didn’t kill them, Sasaki. I did.”

“Mutsuki.” Sasaki looks sick.

“Please let me die.” Mutsuki stares at his regrowing hands.

“No.” Sasaki channels his inner Touka – whatever that means – and shoves more flesh into Mutsuki’s mouth. “I love you, Mutsuki. You’re my family. We’re…we’re a new family, of abandoned and abused kids and we suck a lot. But we love each other, and we help each other.”

“You don’t – hate me?” Mutsuki sniffles. “I’m as bad as Jason. As Torso.”

“You are not! You were more sinned against than sinned,” Sasaki quotes. “I told you, you’re okay, Mutsuki, you’re okay. I’ve got you. I’m not giving up, and neither should you.”

Mutsuki wails and grabs Sensei in a hug. “Help me.”

“Always.”

All the people with canon feelings and implied feelings fight over Kaneki/Sasaki’s affection in true harem fashion

Hahahahaha I love it.

“Sensei is mine,” cries Mutsuki, snatching a knife.

“He’s my Onii-chan. You can’t have him.” Hinami releases her butterfly kagune.

“I am hands-down the cutest,” Hajime calls, sprawling across a sofa.

“You’re like 12, bebe.” Tsukiyama holds up a rose.”I am the older, star-crossed lover. I have mystique.”

“I have bite marks from my husband.” Touka pulls down her shirt to reveal her shoulder. “Sorry, I don’t make the rules.”

Hinami smiles at her. “You see?”

“Valid point, valid point.” Tsukiyama sighs. “But can we all agree that if you weren’t here, I would be number one?”

“No!” Mutsuki tackles him.

“This is fun.” Hajime watches Tsukiyama pull Mutsuki’s hair, and Mutsuki claw Tsukiyama’s face.

“Now my face is the prettiest!” Hajime races towards Touka. “I can mess up yours now!”

Hinami wraps him in her petals. “Down, baby.”

“If my kid turns out half as annoying as you…” Touka threatens.

“Kaneki loves Touka!” cries HInami. “I’m his little sister. Shuu’s his friend. Mutsuki’s his kid. You’re…a…”

“Twerp,” Touka finishes.

“Shut up!” Hajime clamors free. “I am adorable!”

The door opens.

“Huh?” Kaneki blinks.

“Sensei!” shrieks Mutsuki, launching himself at Kaneki.

“Ken!” Touka uses her ukaku to reach him first.

Hinami uses her petals to pull him closer to her. Tsukiyama grabs Kaneki by the ankles and is dragged along. Hajime leaps atop Kaneki’s shoulders.

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?”

“Eh?” Ayato peers into see the One-Eyed King buried under a mountain of frantic admirers.

(Part 2 to the dream request Bonds deepen when the nightmares return and this time, they witness Kaneki’s torture by Jason and all that it entailed, ending with Kaneki’s utter destruction and first act of Ghoul cannibalism. Since Ayato was so bitter about it, he gets to join the suffering this time.

Ayato thanks you. 😉

Touka screeches herself awake.

“What’s wrong?” Kaneki shakes her.

Oh, right. He sees Hinami and Ayato curled up at their feet. Shuu is on the floor, oddly cuddled with Aura and Higemaru. Hsaio and Saiko lie half under the bed, and Mutsuki lays his head on Urie’s chest.

Please tell me they didn’t find out more.

“He put centipedes – centipedes in your ear!” Touka claps her hands over her ears.

Ayato lets out a shrill scream, and Hinami bolts upright. Soon everyone is yelling.

“Kill me instead!” Saiko wails.

“I can’t choose!” Mutsuki shrieks.

“Nine-hundred ninety three,” sobs Hsaio. “It’s nine-hundred nintey three.”

“Is it all right if I eat you?” Ayato pins Hinami beneath him, only to gasp into consciousness. “Hina, I’m sorry!”

“It’s all right.” She scrambles towards Kaneki. “Big brother.”

“I hate bugs.” Aura trembles.

“I like them, but not in me.” Higemaru shudders.

“It’s terrible,” Urie mumbles.

“Hey, Ayato had the dream,” Touka points at him.

“I…it was a nightmare.” Ayato swallows. “I let that happen to you, Kaneki.”

“I know. I forgive you.”

“I should have done something.” Ayato clenches his fist.

“It’s okay, really.” Kaneki gulps. “I’m so sorry I upset you all.”

“Sorry?” Saiko asks incredulously.

“Kaneki, ma chere, we’re sorry,” says Tsukiyama. “You have suffered terribly. And we all – we don’t think it’s a burden to know. We don’t think it’s a weakness of yours. We love you and call you friend.”

“We want to know,” Mutsuki says, reaching for Kaneki’s hand.

“It’s what families do, right?” Saiko holds up a high five to Touka. “About time you prepared for that, anyhow.”

Kaneki laughs.

“Tell us the rest, if you’re ready,” Mutsuki says.

“We’ll listen. We’re all here.” Touka smiles and rubs Kaneki’s shoulders.

“I don’t even know where to begin.” Kaneki surveys their beautiful faces.

“How about the beginning,” Aura mutters, and everyone laughs.

Thank you for so many scenarios. You rock. For Chapter 144, Touka, Saiko, Urie, Scarecrow!Hide and Akira somehow end up in the Kaneki conference and remind them that they aren’t alone in this and to rely on others more. (Maybe end with a “Let’s go home”, from Hide 😭)

Thank you for sending them in! You rock too. =) Also, I included Mutsuki because he’s another part of Kaneki’s ‘family.’

“I want to see Touka-chan again,” Shironeki mumbles.

“She’s here.” Shironeki looks up to see Touka’s hands clasping his face. She leans over him, eyes smoldering.

“Maman!” Saiko dashes in to throw her arms around Haise.

Mutsuki and Urie tiptoe in behind her. Mutsuki waves timidly at the kids, and Urie nods at the Reaperneki. “’Sup.”

“Hey, it’s okay, you know.” Akira enters and approaches 240. She kneels besides him and wraps her arms around him. “Shh, shh. It’s okay.”

“Why are you all here?” Kuroneki blinks.

“Because they love you,” says a garbled voice. Scarecrow enters.

“Who are you, brat?” Reaperneki crosses his arms.

He holds up a sign. I’m Hideyoshi Nagachika.

Kuroneki gasps, and Scarecrow crosses over to him. I was never gone.

“What happened – I mean – why – you’re not really here.” Shironeki’s tears flow. Mutsuki would never be in the same room as Touka-chan.

“We are, in a sense. We’re all a part of you, too, right?” Touka smiles.

“Try to confide in us a bit more,” Saiko says.

“We do love you,” Mutsuki says. “Even Urie. Even me.”

“Where did I go wrong?”

Akira stands. “You didn’t trust us. But we trusted you. We’re a part of you. Let us help you, Ken.”

“Can you bite?” Mutsuki asks. “Just one bite of the Oggai should heal you.”

“He’s a kid!” gasps Kuroneki. “And a human!”

Touka scowls. “Oh, because humanity totally matters.”

“Ghouls aren’t evil.” Akira says. “Despite what I taught you. I’m sorry I failed as your mother, Ken.”

The kids begin to sob. “You didn’t fail us, Akira-san.”

“Take a bite. He’ll heal and so will you. And you’ll save GOAT,” says Urie.

“We’ll be with you,” Saiko adds.

Hide holds up another sign. Let’s go home.

Home isn’t a place. Home is where these messy, crazy people are. Reaperneki wipes his eyes, and Haise smirks at him. “Crying?”

“Let’s go home.” Kuroneki stands, and one by one, all the Nekis follow. Haise guides 240.

Let’s go home.

Shirazu (and not Mutsuki) is the one Urie thinks about on Rushima Island, and how he wishes he were still there fighting with him and knew if he were still alive he’d have a better chance of helping Mutsuki against kakuja!Amon. His thoughts of Shirazu give Urie the strength he needs to continue on

This scenario is loosely inspired from the Trost arc of Attack on Titan.

Whenever Urie feels close to collapse, Shirazu comes to him.

He can see him encouraging Aura to swing that way, right now. He would assure Higemaru he’s going great. He’d be speechless at Hsaio’s skill, and then he’d return to trading snark with Saiko.

He wouldn’t have let Mutsuki vanish.

Why did you go? As he spits out blood, Urie knows it’s not rational to hate Shirazu, but right now he does.

It’s not me. It’s yourself you hate. Shirazu laughs.

Why? Why am I always losing you? Over and over and over?

For a moment, Urie feels he will split in two if he uses his koukaku. He’s weak. He’s tired. He’s lonely.

But then he sees an enormous kakuja heading for Mustuki, and suddenly Urie is alive again. His koukaku is nearly weightless.

It’s as if Shirazu is swinging with him.

We have to live on, Urie thinks as his heart rate settles, because if we don’t, we won’t be able to remember you.

In his head, Shirazu takes his hand.

Mutsuki breaks down and tells Urie about his father and about how he’s afraid he’s just like him.

TW for discussions of sexual assault.

“Mutsuki, what’s wrong?” Urie runs into the training gym at CCG, led by two of the Oggai.

Sensei is screaming.

Sensei doesn’t know where he is.

Please help Sensei.

“Auuuughhhhh!” Mutsuki tears at his own flesh. Aura is desperately trying to stop him.

“Mutsuki!” Urie shoves Aura aside to shake him. “Wake up! It’s me! It’s Urie, your family grump!”

The Oggai snicker behind him. He ignores them.

Mutsuki’s eyes finally focus. “Urie!”

“What happened?”

Mutsuki looks around him. The Oggai look afraid and amused. They know he’s crazy now, don’t they? No Aura to save him now. He collapses into Urie’s arms. “I – I’m just like my dad!”

“Dad?” Urie looks pointedly towards Aura, who promptly leads the Oggai out of the building.

“Tell me, Tooru.” Urie sits next to Mutsuki.

Mutsuki whimpers at the use of his familiar name. It sounds so right with Urie. “I…Mayazumi yelled out ‘don’t go too far’ and I remembered something.”

Urie waits.

Mutsuki wrings his hands. “At the auction arc, that’s what Suzuya told me. Right before No-face detached a kagune and transformed it into Sensei so he could escape.” Urie knows he loves Sensei, but does he know this? “I stabbed it and tried to have sleep with it.”

Urie’s shocked into silence.

“I did to that kagune what my dad did to me. I raped my dad figure like my real dad raped me.” Mutsuki speaks in monotone. “I’m just like him. I am just like Torso. I am grotesque.”

Do something, imbecile! Urie pulls Mutsuki close to him. “No, Tooru, you’re beautiful. I -” He chokes up. “I am so sorry your father did that to you. And for what Torso did, too. If I could have endured it instead of you, I would.”

Mutsuki shakes his head violently. “No, Urie!”

“Tooru.” Urie strokes Mutsuki’s hair. “Look at me, please.”

Mutsuki meets his eyes, defeated.

“You aren’t your father. If the rumors are true, you killed him because you knew somewhere that what he did was wrong. You lost control and re-enacted your suffering on a kagune, not a person. You recognize that. You’re not too far gone. You can always come back. I’m here for you. Saiko would be, too, if she knew.” Tears leak down Urie’s cheeks as he recalls framing out. “You’re not too far gone. You’re never too far gone.”

“Please,” Mutsuki begs, “help me.”

“I will. Tooru, I love you.” Urie holds Mutsuki close to his chest.

Mutsurie morning after their first time together.

This is precious.

Mutsuki stirs and stretches, but his eyes remain closed. Urie watches the early morning sunlight dance across his face and savors every moment.

Mutsuki’s eyes fly open. “K – kuki.”

“Hi there.” Urie brushes a Mutsuki’s wispy green strands away from his forehead. “You’re beautiful when you sleep.”

“I…um…” Mutsuki gulps. “Are you feeling okay?”

Urie blushes and nods. He, uh, found sex funnier and most beautiful than he imagined. “I’m very happy. There’s no one else I wanted to do that with.”

“Me too.” Mutsuki remembers the feeling of Urie’s body entangled with his, the way Urie kissed him from his feet to the top of his head, the desire to have Urie cover every inch of his body with Urie. The feeling of being loved, the feeling that sex might truly be making love at last.

“No bad dreams?” Urie watches him carefully.

Mutsuki shakes his head. “No. Not with you.”

Urie laughs. “Thank you. It – it means a lot to me that you want…to do this with me.”

“It means a lot that you don’t think I’m gross.”

Urie gasps. “Tooru! You’ve never been gross. I, uh, was probably more gross because neither of us have any idea what the hell we’re doing. It’s fun though.”

“Yes, it is,” Mutsuki agrees, snuggling closer to Urie. He feels Urie harden, and instead of reacting with fear, he feels joy. “Kiss me.”

“Gladly.” Urie leans in close and allows Mutsuki to straddle him. “I wanted to make you pancakes for breakfast, but I realized I might accidentally poison us both.”

Mutsuki giggles. “We can go out.”

“We have plenty of time.” Urie pulls Mutsuki down for another kiss.

A scenario where Mutsuki and Aura don’t exactly “bury Yomo six feet under in style” but they defeat him (because I like my son Mutsuki an dont want him too evil) meaning that Mutsuki isn’t fried and Aura doesn’t have his neck snapped, enough so Mutsuki can continue on to reunite with Kaneki and Aura fights off any enemies that tries to hinder him

This fight keeps dragging on and on, and Yomo can’t stop thinking about Touka and Hinami. Have they escaped yet? And what of Naki, Miza, and the others?

A blow from the eyepatch investigator – the one who insulted Touka! – sends him backwards. The tall kid raises his quinque.

“I wouldn’t do that, were I you.” Uta’s smooth voice slithers out from above.

“Who are you?” spits the tall kid.

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that if you continue on, and leave the Raven to me, you can reunite with your beloved Kaneki and maybe save your Oggai, too.” The masked ghoul jumps between the investigators and Yomo.

Mutsuki hesitates, but Aura sounds frantic. “The Oggai?”

“Like I said.”

“Let’s go.” Aura drags Mutsuki away.

They race towards the sounds of battle, and when they reach the rest of CCG, Mutsuki screams.

Kaneki is there, a limbless torso.

No – they did it to Sensei too! Mutsuki clutches his face. How could we?

Aura, however, feels vindicated that Kaneki knows what loss of limb feels like.

Mutsuki steps closer. Furuta directs Hajime towards Kaneki, a sly smile on his beautiful face.

Save the Oggai. Aura has a horrible epiphany. “Mutsuki, wait!”

But Mutsuki races forward, shoving investigator after investigator aside. “Sensei!”

He falls to his knees, crying.

“Huh?” Hajime frowns, but within a moment, Aura has grabbed him and yanked him away.

“Let go!”

“Sensei, it’s not fair,” cries Mutsuki.

Kaneki can’t leave him now. He can barely move.

But he’s hurting, hurting in ways Mutsuki understands, and Mutsuki can’t bear it.

“No – no – no.” Mutsuki activates his bikaku and shoves it in Kaneki’s mouth. “Eat.”

“Tooru!” cries Aura.

“Furuta did this!” screams Mutsuki. “He set us all up!”

“I know, but do you really think helping that thing is worth it?” Aura yells, still wrestling Hajime.

“Yes. I love him.” Mutsuki’s eyes stream as Kaneki finally bites down on his bikaku. “That’s it, Sensei. I’ll help you. Let me help you.”

Masanori’s Trick or treating adventure!

“Look at me, Daddy!”

Masanori twirls around, showing off his black bobbed wig. “I’m YOU! Uncle Uta helped me.”

“You look just like Daddy,” Hairu says with a grin. She’s Rapunzel, and Ui is Flynn Rider.

“Yay!” Masanori claps his hands.

Ui is too happy to speak, so he hugs his child instead. “Now, be safe out there.”

“I will!” Masanori hurries outside to join the other GOAT children.

“Trick or treat!” Masanori first rings Touka and Kaneki’s door.

“Yes?” Touka, dressed like a fortune teller, falls back. “It’s a CCG investigator! AHHHHH!”

Masanori giggles. “No, it’s just Masanori!”

Kaneki, having been forced into a purple dragon costume, hands Masanori sugar tubes.

“Thank you!” Masanori skips to Ayato and Hinami’s next.

“Rawr!” Ayato is dressed like a pirate; Hinami, a yellow parrot. They hand Masanori chocolate.

Naki is Frankenstein and Miza his bride.

“Oo-oooooh.” Miza zombie walks towards the children, and they shriek.

“What tasty children!” Pennywise Itori greets them next, with angel Yomo and devil Uta behind her.

“Watch out, I’ll use my quinque,” teases Masanori. “Wait, Uncle Yomo, are those your ukaku wings.”

“With some help from Uta,” Yomo says uncomfortably.

Nishiki is dressed as a spider and Kimi a butterfly, connected by a web, and they hand out homemade cupcakes to thrill the children.

The Quinx mansion is next, and Saiko greets them as Gintoki. Hsaio as a ninja and Shirazu as a shark appear behind her, followed by Aura as perhaps a ghost – a white sheet, as any rate – and Higemaru as some monster of his own devising. Urie and Mutsuki join as Cookie Monster and a cat, respectively.

Cinderella Yoriko and Prince Charming Takeomi hand out more baked goods, and then it’s on to the Tsukiyama’s.

Chie as a bat hangs in a tree, snapping as many pictures as she can.

“Greetings, mortals!” Tsukiyama thrusts open his front door, dressed in rich wizarding robes. Kanae as an elf holds up ring pops.

Arima opens his door, mortified. He’s dressed as a black goat, and sexy witch Eto looks all too pleased with herself.

The children plod over to Hirako’s, where the three Musketeers pretend to attack as a giant Shiba hands them Kit-kats. Hajime appears to chase off the Musketeers, complete as Superman.

Kurona as a vampire and Seidou as a greek god provide Masanori with his favorite gift yet: caramel, the sticky stuff Mommy and Daddy don’t often buy after he smeared it across the entire kitchen.

An enormous version of Maris Stella answers the door at Akira and Amon’s, and the Suzuya Squad as Robin Hood and his merry men – including Hanbee as Maid Marion – swoop in to deliver Skittles.

When Masanori turns around, he sees all the parents gathered. “All right, off to our last stop.”

“Where?” Masanori asks.

“You don’t think your other uncle would miss this, do you?” Hairu asks lightly.

The adults are still wary as they enter the jail. But their reserve soon gives way to laughter when Haise Sasaki greets Kaneki in Furuta’s voice. “Hi, me! We look cute today!”

“I hate you,” Kaneki says.

“I love us,” says Haise. He showers the children with chocolate, and Masanori thinks himself the luckiest kid alive.