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.

(If I’m asking too many questions at once, let me know 😓. I swear this is the last one until the others are done) Tsukiyama, Touka, Hinami and the Qs gain a deeper understanding of Kaneki when they all have the same nightmare: Kaneki’s first fight with Arima and his mental walkthrough with his mother and younger selves (from the ending of the first TG, the saddest scene IMHO 😭)

Hahaha you’re free to ask away, but that’s very sweet of you to consider. ❤ ❤ Also this ask might kill my heart. 😉

“KANEKI!!!” Tsukiyama leaps out of bed. It’s 2 am, but he just had a dream that ended with Arima Kishou dragging Kaneki by his hair. Memories of Kaneki’s mother destroying him, treating him in ways that Tsukiyama could never imagine Mirumo treating him.

He races into Kaneki’s room.

Kaneki is already awake as Touka yells. “It was horrible – your mother was hitting you and – Arima was dragging you and -”

“Shuu?” Kaneki frowns.

“Amour! I had the same dream!” Tsukiyama clutches his heart.

“Tsukiyama?” HInami hurries in, Ayato behind her. “Kaneki, are you okay? I had the worst dream.”

“Why are you and Ayato together?” Tsukiyama chortles.

Kaneki begins to shake. “Why are you all dreaming this?”

“Is it true?” Ayato asks dryly. He’s a bit bitter he didn’t have the dream.

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Aura staggers into the hallway of the Chateau. “Arima had me – and some woman was hitting me – it felt like Aunt Kiyoko hit me. It hurt so much.”

Saiko grabs him, sobbing. “It was Maman, Maman’s memory. I know it.”

Mutsuki is crying silently. Sasaki would have understood being hurt by a parent. Sasaki had been safe to confess to. Why hadn’t he?

“I never realized people could be so mean,” Higemaru says sadly.

Hsaio shoots him a you-privileged-brat look.

“Huh?” Urie stumbles out of his room, rubbing his eyes. “Oh.”

“You had the dream, too?” Saiko asks.

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“Hajime’s tracker leads here.” Mutsuki watches his GPS as he leads the Quinx deep underground.

“I’m surprised you can get a transmission,” Saiko says. He heart pounds. Maman, maman was hurt.

“We all must have had the dream for some reason,” muses Higemaru. “Who could have done this?”

“Ever thought it’s a fake?” Aura grumbles.

“Ever thought you should shut up?” Urie responds.

“Who are you?” Two ghouls block the entrance up ahead.

“We’re your king’s children,” Saiko snaps.

——————————-

When Mutsuki opens the door, he’s neither surprised nor upset – oddly – to see Kaneki sitting in bed with Kirishima Touka. Especially since Yostume, a blue-haired boy, and the Gourmet Tsukiyama are also huddled around Kaneki.

“Maman! A good maman!” shrieks Saiko, launching herself at Kaneki.

“We all dreamt the same dream about you,” Urie says awkwardly.

Touka points at Mutsuki. “Why is that one here?”

“Because he had the dream, stupid hair,” Aura shoots back.

“Don’t insult Miss Touka! She has high fashion, you high school misfit,” gasps Tsukiyama.

“Are you now our other maman?” Saiko hugs Touka without waiting for a reply.

“Kaneki…” Urie steps forward. “Are the dreams real?”

“I mean, they’re real because you all had them,” the blue-haired ghoul replies snippily.

“Ayato,” chastens Yotsume.

“I guess I mean…did your mother do that to you? And Arima – hurting you like that…have you ever had a good parent figure?” Urie can’t imagine life without his dad. It hurts too much.

Kaneki has tears in his eyes. He meets Mutsuki’s gaze. “I guess we’re alike, right?”

Mutsuki dissolves into tears. “I’m so sorry, Sensei.”

Kaneki holds out his arms, and Mutsuki falls into them. Touka awkwardly strokes the kid’s shoulders.

In a way, Kaneki is relieved. No one judges him. They all love him, and he didn’t have to tell on his mother.

“Kaneki, let us help you,” pleads Urie.

Saiko grins. “Yeah, we’re terrorists now.”

Shirazu survives with him and Sasaki/Kaneki getting together and Shirazu calling him Sassan.

“I’m glad you’re here, Sassan.” Shirazu smiles down at Kaneki.

“But I’m not Sasaki,” cries Kaneki. Sassan. Why does the nickname still warm his heart?

“I know.” Shirazu rubs his back. “But I’m here for you, the Quinx are all here for you, and we’re going to help you.”

“How?” Kaneki sniffles.

“That cafe. You knew the manager from before, right?” Shirazu hoists Kaneki up. “Lean on me. That’s it. We’ll go there. I’ve got you. I’m not leaving your side.”

Kaneki dares to believe him. What choice does he have?

Shirazu guides Kaneki into the hallway of the Chateau.

Kaneki blinks. All the Quinx await before the front door. Mutsuki, Urie, Saiko, Aura, Hsaio, and Higemaru. “You guys?”

“We’re going to help you,” Mutsuki says, his voice trembling.

“See? We all love you. We’re family.” Shirazu tackles Kaneki in a hug, and all the Quinx pile on.

“Do I have to,” mutters Aura. Higemaru promptly yanks him down onto the hug pile.

“Now.” Saiko straightens. “Let’s go.”

Alternate scenario where Kaneki/Sasaki never left the CCG therefore not causing pain among the Quinx and Mutsuki is less psychotic and more stable (so he is sans knife crazy) in his romantic feelings for Sasaki/Kaneki and he tells Kaneki/Sasaki about his romantic feelings for him before Touka does. Kaneki accepts Mutsuki’s love because this is the first time someone honestly and genuinely told him they loved him. Mutsuki expresses low self esteem and Sasaki/Kaneki cheers them up

Mutsuki sans knife is much healthier Mucchy.

“H – Haise?” Mutsuki raps on his squad leader’s door. He looks over his shoulder. Saiko nods at him, Higemaru offers two thumbs up, and Urie begrudgingly nods encouragement.

“Mutsuki? What is it?” Sasaki looks up from his book of haikus.

Mutsuki looks at his list of suggestions. All the Quinx wrote out what he ought to say:

Saiko – are you a virgin?

Skipping that one, Mutsuki sees Urie’s.

Hi.

Come on. He growls.

Tell him what he’s done for you – Aura S.

“I just wanted to thank you,” Mutsuki blurts out. “For helping me grow stronger. For caring about me – about all of us. You’re the kindest person I know – and I care about you m-m-more than a little.” He blinks, surprised at the tears in his eyes. “I love you, Sensei.”

“Mucchan.” Sasaki’s eyes practically fall out of his head. “I – I – I don’t know what to say.”

“I’m sorry,” Mutsuki squeaks.

“No, I mean – no one has ever told me they loved me. Not without hitting me, at least.” Sasaki’s eyes cloud over at the foggy memories of his mother.

“I wouldn’t hit you.”

“I know.” Sasaki grabs Mutsuki’s hands. “I care about you a lot too, Mutsuki.” He kisses Mutsuki’s cheek, and Mutsuki lets out a happy gasp.

“You – you mean my past doesn’t bother you?” It hasn’t been long since Mutsuki confessed everything to Sasaki, and Sasaki held him in an embrace.

“No.”

“I’m not grotesque to you?”

“Never. I love you.” Sasaki swallows. “I wish I could take back everything that hurt you.”

“And I would do the same for you.”

“I know you would.” Sasaki pats Mutsuki on the shoulder. “You deserve love, Mutsuki.”

Mutsuki kisses him in response.

Rewrite of Touka/Kaneki wedding scene with Kaneki and Mutsuki get happily married instead of Touka and Kaneki

“Do you think there are too many flowers?” Urie Kuki asks, squinting at the venue.

“What blasphemy did I just hear? There are never too many flowers!” Tsukiyama Shuu gasps from behind a pillar of roses.

“The cake is all set.” Yonebayashi Saiko skips in.

“Mutsuki’s gonna faint.” Nishiki Nishio laughs.

“Bets on who faints first.” Kirishima Ayato shouts. “I bet Kaneki!”

“Kaneki’s stronger than that now,” Touka informs her brother. She uses her ukaku to fly up to the top of the church to arrange a wreath of orchids.

“Put me down as Kaneki,” Aura Shinsanpei says sheepishly. Ayato nods with approval.

But as luck would have it, when Mutsuki appears down the aisle with Arima at his side, Kaneki’s knees do buckle. Ayato and Aura slap high-fives in the midst of the ceremony.

“This is so extravagant,” Mutsuki admits to Kaneki during their reception. “I had no idea you had such a lavish friend.”

“Neither did I for a while,” Kaneki admits. He reaches for Mutsuki’s hand. “Are you happy?”

“Very.” Mutsuki feels warm and secure and safe.

“Good.” Kaneki kisses him.

“Give back my glasses!”

Their attention immediately turns to the dance floor, where a very merry Yomo is prancing about with Nishiki’s spectacles.

Mutsuki laughs. He already loves all of his husband’s wild, crazy friends.

Ayato, Hinami, Mutsuki, and Urie all wind up trapped in a building in the 24th ward together. Their respective loved ones are desperate to find them.

“Why am I here!” screams Mutsuki, pounding at the collapsed rubble. He wanted to find Sensei, not be trapped with these demons and an overzealous Urie. “With ghouls!”

“You’re the one who called my sister a slut! Prepare to die.” Ayato releases his ukaku.

“Touch him and I’ll rip out your entrails,” snarls Urie.

“Can you all calm down?” Yotsume steps between the two. “We’re here. We need to find a way out, and we can only do that by cooperating.”

“With you?” Urie is aghast.

“Hinami is nice, asshat,” Ayato taunts.

“Unlike you?”

“Sure.” Ayato’s ukaku vanishes. “Okay, Hinami.”

“If Kaneki loves them, they must be good,” Hinami reminds him. She smiles at Urie. “I like your moles, and you – I like your eyepatch. It reminds me of Oniichan.”

“Sensei?” Mutsuki touches his eyepatch. “Really?”

“Yes.” Hinami appears utterly sincere, which confuses Urie.

She seems so sweet.

Then again, so did Haise.

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“It’s been three hours.” Saiko paces above ground. “That’s it. I’m going down into those tunnels.”

“Suppose ghouls eat us?” Higemaru says.

“Suppose they ate Mucchy and Urie! Suppose they’re captured and lonely!” Saiko waves her hand. “You’re all following me.”

“Yes.” Hsaio shoves Aura forward.

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“Three hours, and nothing?” Touka stops her pacing. “I’m gonna go there any haul Ayato’s ass back myself.”

Kaneki can tell that beneath her bravado, she’s worried. Suppose there were more than two intruders?

“Let’s go look.”

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“Wait, so we all lost parents.” Ayato leans back. “To this dumb war.”

Mutsuki shivers.

He didn’t, Hinami thinks. But now may not be the time to mention it.

“For a dumb war, you sure participated eagerly,” Urie says sourly.

“Do you even like killing us?” Ayato wonders.

Urie sighs.

“I don’t think so.” Hinami pauses. “Like we don’t like killing them.”

“Hinami, I had to do your killing for you,” Ayato says with a laugh.

Mutsuki’s eyes widen. So she, Yotsume, is weak like him.

But she’s strong, too. She’s SS.

Hinami smiles at him, and he returns the smile.

Bam! The rocks they’ve given up on removing are shoveled away by a giant hand-shaped kagune.

“Saiko!” shouts Urie.

The opposite side of the tunnel collapses now. Kaneki and Touka stand there, bruised and exhausted.

Saiko waves. “Looks like we beat your rescue, Maman.”

Urie and Shirazu where Urie is hella drunk and tells Shirazu that he actually loves the quinx squad and that they are like family to him. Shirazu is touched

“Shira – Shira – Sha-gu-gu,” Urie slurs, grabbing his Quinx friend.

“Urie, have you been drinking?” Shirazu struggles not to fall over.

“No.” Urie giggles.

Urie doesn’t giggle. Shirazu groans.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Shirazu half-guides, half-drags Urie into his room. “I’ll leave the trash by your bedside.”

“Sho nice.”

“I’ll get water, too.”

“Wait!” Urie snatches Shirazu’s wrist. “Do you know why I went out sloshing? ’Cause I love you all and I can’t handle it. I…I know I shay I hate you all, but I don’t and is very confushing. Mutshuki is cute and shweet and Shaiko is funny and you are jusht sho generoush and Haish is a good cook.”

“Urie, we love you too.” Shirazu swallows the lump in his throat and hugs his friend.

Urie promptly vomits on his shirt, but Shirazu doesn’t care.

The next morning, Urie staggers out of his room. “Huh? What time is it?”

“You’re hungover, so it’s sleepy time for you.” Shirazu has been waiting with aspirin.

“Huh. Why are you being nice? Do you want something?” Urie sniffs before crawling back into bed.

Shirazu curses silently that he didn’t press record.

Can you do Kaneki/Sasaki returning to his CCG family and being forgiven by them and welcomed with open arms? I need this

I need open arms now too after that … knife to the heart that was 143.

Go, Touka had urged him. You can’t live a lie anymore.

And here he is. Standing before the Quinx – Mutsuki is held back from his arms by Urie and Aura – before Suzuya Squad, before Nimura Furuta.

“I…I know I hurt you all.” He looks into everyone’s eyes, except Furuta.

“Yeah, and you hurt my aunt,” snaps Aura.

“It wasn’t him,” Hirako Take says from behind Kaneki.

“Huh?” Aura pales.

“It was me.”

Aura’s face blanches, and Shio, Rikai, and Yusa leap in front of their leader.

“Calm down, tall angry man,” begs Shio. Despite herself, Saiko laughs.

“Why?” Ui spits.

“Because Arima…Arima killed himself,” Kaneki whispers.

“That sounds convenient.” Iwao Kuriowa cocks an eyebrow.

“It’s the truth,” Yusa snaps.

“We all saw it,” says Rikai.

“Urie, Mutsuki, Saiko…I know I hurt you. The world has enough hurt in it; I need to stop the hurting.” Kaneki wipes his eyes. “I’m not on the ghoul’s side anymore. I’m not on the human’s side anymore. I’m on the side of working together.”

Furuta scoffs. “Are you buying this shit?”

“Work together, like in one-eyed ghouls? Not the failures we are.” Hsaio points to herself and Furuta.

“Exactly!” Shio beams at her.

“What?!” yells Higemaru.

“Haise…” Suzuya steps forward. “Just so you know, I’m supposed to kill you now.”

“Please don’t,” Mutsuki says, and Saiko prepares to launch her kagune.

“I don’t want to,” Suzuya finishes. How can he kill the only other person who looked at him with Shinohara’s eyes? “So if there will be more fighting, it won’t come from Suzuya Squad.”

“Or the Quinx,” Urie says.

“You can’t be serious.” Furuta laughs nervously.

“We are. Also, we actually like Haise, Director.” Hsaio plants her hands on her hips. “Let’s confess everything. Right here, right now.”

“No.”

“So there is something to confess?” Hirako challenges.

Furuta knows he’s caught, but Kaneki steps forward. “I’m not going to hurt you, Furuta.”

“Mamman!” Saiko launches herself into his arms, and Urie and Mutsuki follow with Suzuya.

“Oh, what the hell.” Aura joins the rest of the Quinx. So his Squad founder didn’t maim his aunt. He’ll settle a duel with Hirako later. Right now, he sees love pouring from everyone towards Kaneki Ken, and he wants some of this love.

Mutsuki, redeemed, apologizes to Touka et al for what he did.

Mutsuki trembles in the back corner, afraid to approach the Queen.

Sensei’s wife.

She won, but really he won too, because Sensei is alive and the ghouls and humans are getting along, and the Quinx love him and so does Sensei.

But he still doesn’t want to face what he’s done.

Urie sees his discomfort and offers his hand.

Mutsuki takes it, hesitantly, and allows Urie to lead him up to a very pregnant Kirishima – Kaneki? – Touka.

So this is family, when your friends lead to to where you’re too scared to go. Mutsuki taps Touka on the shoulder.

She turns around. Her eyes widen slightly, but she waits.

“I’m – I’m sorry,” Mutsuki says, a tremble in his voice. “I said and did terrible things to you.”

“You have a terrible haircut yourself.” Touka winks. She leans over to hug Mutsuki, like Hinami to Akira. “You’re Ken’s family, so you’re my family too, okay?”

She pokes her stomach. “Besides, Junior’s going to need many uncles.”

Mutsuki smiles nervously. “You’d want me to be an Uncle?”

“Both of you!” Touka nods at Urie. “That good with you?”

“Absolutely,” Urie says, a catch in his voice.

Mutsuki tries to quell fears that he’ll dissociate and dissect the baby. “Um – wow. Thank you.”

“Mutsuki. You’re okay. Really. It’s not easy to face your past.” Touka sighs.

“Thank you.” Mutsuki’s eyes fill with tears. She’s being so kind, and he doesn’t deserve it. “I wish I could take it back.”

“I know. Ken knows, too.” Touka smiles.

“We all know. We all love you,” Urie assures him.

Mutsuki takes a shuddery breath. He’s never known a home, but perhaps one feels like this.