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Author's Note: Hey there! It took me a while, but here it is, as promised, a chapter from Haise's perspective! Now, since chapter 9 and 10 are out, this fanfiction has officially become AU, but I hope you will still enjoy it :) I made it extra long to cover most things I wanted. I also hope Haise's not too OOC, but if he is, I apologize beforehand. With this chapter, or actually a one-shot, I finish this Coming Undone series, but never fear! I'll write more Touken in the future, including updates in my other fic He Didn't. I'll probably wait a little bit until I write more :Re related stuff.

Again, I hope you liked these three-shots, and thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed and put this fanfiction in their favorites, you don't know how much they mean to me!

Until next time!

P.S. There are spoilers for chapters 9 and 10 of :Re, mainly Touka's new look and a certain phrase Haise said that killed all of us Touken shippers.

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Home

Akira had invited him over for coffee at a local café near his apartment. Haise figured this was her attempt at cheering him up, and for that he was grateful. The last week and a half after the events with Serpent had been hard for him, and he had been feeling under-the-weather ever since. The voice inside his head had become very insistent lately as well, as if he knew he was weak right now. Managing his squad had been also rather difficult, especially since Urie was being more rebellious and insulting than before. Haise would never say it to anyone, but hearing Urie's contempt in his voice when he had referred to him as a ghoul had really hurt him. Haise certainly needed the distraction Akira had conveniently provided him.

The café was not fancy, but it was very cozy. Few people actually came in on a regular basis, so, as Akira had put it, Haise could feel comfortable there. The first thing he noticed when he entered was that it was in fact pretty much empty, except for an old couple, some teens possibly having a study date, and a girl sitting by herself, reading a book. Akira started walking and chose to sit in the table nearby the lonely girl, but he remained standing, observing the establishment with some sort of fascination. He felt nostalgic for some reason.

"Come on, Haise! Stop spacing out and sit down already!" Akira scolded him as if Haise were a kid. She certainly acts like my mother.

"Yeah, sorry, I was just looking around." He said, scratching the back of his head.

"You act like a kid sometimes." She remarked, sighing in exasperation.

"Well, if I misbehave you could always spank me." Haise said, wiggling his right eyebrow suggestively.

Akira turned to him with a blank expression and said, "Maybe I will."

Haise was shocked at her answer, since she looked so serious, and then she snorted. "Gotcha." She whispered to a baffled Haise. Haise blinked twice, and then started laughing along with Akira. "You seriously got me this time…"

His train of thought was interrupted, however, when he sensed someone looking at him. Turning around he found the lonely girl from before staring at him, and his whole world suddenly stopped. She was breathtakingly beautiful, that was the only way to describe her. She had short hair, her bangs covering her right eye, and the eye he could see was dove like, and there was something in it that shook him to his core. She looked extremely familiar. Let me in, Haise. Let me see her! The voice inside himself screamed at him, but he ignored it. Shut up! He shook his head, and noticing the girl was still looking at him, she smiled at her. To his disappointment, the girl turned away from him, and continued reading a Tatsuki Sen book, he noticed.

"Haise, is there something wrong?" Akira asked him, interrupting his musings. She was looking at him with an amused expression.

"Yeah, it's nothing. Let's order some coffee!" He exclaimed, taking the menu and ignoring both Akira and the girl.

Akira didn't say anything and they both ordered their stuff. After some time, Haise heard the girl getting up, so he turned to look at her, his eyes following her until she left the coffee shop. Then, he heard a chuckled coming from Akira.

"What?" He asked her, completely dumbfounded.

"Who would have thought you'd develop a crush on a random girl in a coffee shop." Akira said, amusement lacing her voice.

"What?!" Haise exclaimed, his cheeks turning red. "I did not!"

"Yeah right." Akira snorted and rolled her eyes.

"I'm being Sasarious!" Haise said, slipping a pun for good measure, which made Akira roll her eyes again-

"Then why were you staring so intently at her?" Akira asked him.

"She just seemed familiar, I guess…" Haise trailed off, his eyes clouding while the voice inside his head continued screaming. Let me see HER!

"Well, it's not like you're seeing her again, so let's change topics." Akira said and started talking to him about the new case they had been assigned, however Haise's mind was elsewhere, still thinking about the mysterious girl in the café.

Maybe I will see her again someday…

Haise decided to return to the café the next day. That pretty girl from the coffee shop remained in his head all day. He had a feeling that he needed to see her again for some reason, totally not because the voice in his head kept saying he had to see her. His intuition perhaps also insisted she was going to be there at the café waiting for him, and so the next day he arrived earlier than the day before hoping to catch at least a glimpse of her. He sat down in a table and waited for a while, until he saw her entering the coffee shop. To his delight, this mystery girl sat down in a table near his. Not missing a second, he gestured to the waitress to give the girl the coffee he had ordered for her. I hope she likes black coffee.

Haise saw her surprise when the waitress put a cup of coffee on her table. I hope she doesn't think I'm a creep.

"But I haven't ordered yet." The girl said, confused at the waitress's actions.

"The man over there ordered some coffee for you." The waitress said, pointing towards Haise, who smiled at the girl when she looked at him.

Once the waitress left, he took the opportunity of sitting in front the girl, taking his coffee with him. The girl looked at him with a dumbfounded expression and he couldn't help but smile.

"Hi." He greeted her, hoping he was not frightening her.

"Hi." She said somewhat awkwardly, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Yep, she's definitely crept out.

"So, I saw you looking at me yesterday." He started saying in what he thought was a casual and flirty way, instead of sounding like a pervert. Please don't run away.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I confused you with someone else." She answered rather quickly, while blushing at his words. She looks so cute. He internally squealed.

"I get that a lot." He grinned at her, trying his best to remain casual.

His mystery girl blinked at him and remained quiet. Haise wasn't sure if she was trying to think about what else to say to keep the conversation going, or if she was mentally planning how to escape from him. He certainly hoped it was the former instead of the latter. After some time had passed, he decided to break the ice with a topic that could interest her, and keep her from running away.

"Ammm, I saw you reading a Takatsuki Sen Book yesterday, was it Monochrome Rainbow?" He asked her, getting excited when she turned to look at him with a look that clearly said she was interested.

"Yeah. You like Takatsuki Sen?" She asked warily, almost like she was measuring him up.

"Yup, though lately I feel that I have read her books many times, so I don't enjoy her as much." Haise said, deciding to be honest while hoping his answer wouldn't anger her.

To his surprise, she didn't seem offended in the least, and said, "I don't like her too much. I fail to understand all the metaphors. I really suck at literature."

He smiled at her, answering, "I know what you mean, she's very deep, but somehow I've always been good at metaphors." I wouldn't mind explaining them to you someday, he added in his head.

When she remained silent, Haise realized something: he hadn't introduced himself yet! That was unacceptable! She probably really thought he was creepy and was only humoring him until the police arrived! Trying to remain calm, though still very much embarrassed, he apologized to her, "I'm sorry, I just sat down here and started talking without introducing myself." He said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "I'm Sasaki Haise." He extended his hand to her, praying she would accept it.

"I'm Kirishima Touka." She answered, taking his hand and shaking it, while looking intently at him.

What a beautiful name! He thought, and then decided to taste the sound of her name, "Touka…" He whispered, and then a thought hit him. He barely saw the silhouette of a girl and heard his voice saying Touka-chan. Unknowingly to him, he had whispered that second bit. Getting off of his reverie he saw Kirishima-san looking at him with a weird expression. Great, now she really thinks I'm a weirdo. Blushing, he apologized once again and decided to change the topic before he could embarrass himself further. "Ah, sorry Kirishima-san, I got distracted. Erm, did you like the coffee?"

"Yeah, it was good. How did you know I like my coffee black?" She asked him, without sounding disgusted or offended, just plain curious. Haise was relieved for that.

"Partly intuition, and partly because I like my coffee black as well." He answered truthfully, smiling when he noticed how Kirishima-san's lit up at his answer.

"Hm, interesting. Guess we have more in common than Takatsuki Sen." Kirishima-san said, and Haise hoped this was the start of something new.

It was the start of something new. That day they decided to meet again the following day at the same place, same hour. The next day, when he arrived, he found her already sitting in the same table than before with two cups near her. He grinned from ear to ear when he saw her amused expression. They greeted each other and started talking as if they had known each other for years. After a while, she remained silent and then asked him a question.

"Do you like the coffee here?"

He was surprised at her question, but nevertheless smiled and answered truthfully. "Yeah, though I have the feeling that I have tasted better coffee before, but don't ask me where, I don't remember…"

She smiled at him in a way that could only be described as sad. "I'm sure you'll remember eventually."

Haise then saw it, the sadness in her eyes and smile, that troubled look on her face… Kirishima-san must be the type of person that cared too much for others. To think someone as beautiful as her exists. He thought to himself, blushing immediately at the type of thoughts he was having.

"Yeah, I think so too. What about you, Kirishima-san? Do you like the coffee here?"

She then looked at him mysteriously and said in a tone of voice he couldn't quiet define, "Like you, I've tasted better coffee elsewhere, Sasaki… Perhaps one day I'll take you there."

"I'd be honored if you did."

They kept meeting every day for the rest of the week at the café. It was a safe environment, and Haise wanted Kirishima-san to not feel pressured to meet him in some other place. However, he had to go back to work, those ghouls weren't going to find themselves, and besides Kirishima-san was probably busy as well with college. Bracing himself on Sunday he asked her for her phone number, and to his never ending surprise, she gave it to him, and even asked for his own number. He was excited and quickly wrote down her number and gave her his too. She took out her cell phone from her purse, and Haise noticed the cute bunny that hung from her phone. So she likes bunnies! He made a mental note for that. From then on they texted nonstop, wishing each other good night and good morning, while also talking about how their days went.

One day he decided to finally ask her out on a date, and she said yes. He took her to see a movie, and they opted for a scary movie that looked like it was gory. Haise screamed and jumped during the whole movie while Kirishima-san watched him amused.

"That movie was very scary!" He said after it ended.

"Yeah, for a wuss like you!" Kirishima-san said playfully.

"What? I'm not a wuss! It was legitimately scary!" Haise defended himself, while Kirishima-san rolled her eyes.

"Sasaki, the blood looked fake."

"No, it didn't!"

"And the killer was obviously that kid next door."

"His mask was very convincing!"

"It was a crappy mask that didn't conceal his features, at all."

"Well, well, at least I didn't squeal when the killer assaulted the girl from behind!"

"I did not squeal!"

"Yes you did, and it was pretty cute!"

"Well, at least I didn't almost faint when the killer decapitated the girl!"

"You're so mean, Kirishima-san!"

After that, they laughed out loud and kept with the playful, sometimes even flirty, banter until they reached Kirishima-san's apartment. Bickering with Kirishima-san felt almost nostalgic, as if he had done so several times before. He enjoyed it all the same, and Kirishima-san seemed to enjoy it as well.

Soon, they started going out to other places, such as the arcade, the mall or the park. Haise wasn't sure if he could call their outings 'dates', but he hoped that Kirishima-san started looking at him as a potential love interest.

Neither Haise nor Kirishima-san realized they never ate anything save for coffee during their dates.

Akira and his squad soon started pestering about his girl. Haise blushed every time they referred to Kirishima-san with such epithet, but eventually decided he liked the sound of that. It was curious, really, he had known Kirishima-san for such a short amount of time, and she already was important to him, more important than anyone else. Haise wasn't sure if this was love –he had never been in love after all, not that he remembered− and yet he couldn't explain these new feelings with any other word. He once tried to ask Akira, but he had barely say one sentence, when Akira chuckled, shook her head and said,

"You're a goner."

He then asked Arima, but his father figure came to the same conclusion as Akira. Sasaki Haise was helplessly in love with fiery, stubborn, smart, incredible, beautiful Kirishima Touka, and there was no turning back. Not that he minded, anyway.

His only problem was that Kirishima-san might not feel the same way. He knew, even if she had never said so, that once she had been in love with another guy. He had found out about him when Kirishima-san had lent him a book. She had brought him a small box with about five books, two of Takatsuki Sen, another book about martial arts, and the other two were classic literature books. He noticed that the Takatsuki Sen books were slightly torn, while the others were stained with what Haise guessed were tears. He opened one of them and saw the name Kaneki Ken written on one of the pages.

"What's that?" Haise asked, observing the name that seemed to mock him.

"Damn, I'd forgotten about that…" He heard her muttering but said nothing. "Amm, that's the name of the owner…" Kirishima-san said in a nonchalant way that Haise could tell she was faking, for he had seen her gulp before answering.

"I'm guessing these are not yours…" He muttered while Kirishima-san shifted awkwardly next to him.

"No, they are, ah, from an old friend…"

"Oh… does your friend not want them back?"

"He's gone." She said with such finality she scared him.

"Gone?" He asked, startled by the turn of the conversation.

"Yeah, I haven't seen him in a while, well, more like in three years. He disappeared one day and hasn't come back." She explained with a faraway look in her face.

"Was he important to you?" He asked, dreading her answer.

"Yes." She instantly answered, and just by looking at her he could tell she loved that man.

Since then, there had been other instances in which they had talked about him, and every single time he reaffirmed his conviction that Kirishima-san loved the guy. However, even if the ghost of this Kaneki Ken person still haunted Kirishima-san, Haise somehow knew that Kirishima-san might have feelings for him as well. Call it intuition, but he was sure that she cared about him. He could see it in the way her eyes lit up when they were together, in how her cheeks turned red when he flirted with her, in her good morning texts, in just the way she acted when they were together.

And God did he love her! Haise loved everything about her, including her many flaws. He wouldn't change a thing about her, not even a single hair. He had never felt as safe and content as with Kirishima-san. It was as if she understood him perfectly, though she didn't know he was a ghoul. His squad, Akira, or even his father Arima, couldn't understand him, and the way they sometimes looked at him, as if he were a monster, made him feel like an outsider, like he didn't belong with them. That never happened with Kirishima-san, she never looked at him with fear or repulsion, but with something warm that could only be love.

She understands us much better than you think, Haise.

The voice inside his head would continuously say every time he met Kirishima-san. He felt like he belonged with her, safe and protected with her. Kirishima-san made him feel at home, a feeling he had never had before (or had he?). He couldn't wait to be with her again.

Just as he thought he might explode with all the feelings he had buried inside of him, Kirishima-san invited him over to her apartment. It was the first time she had asked him to come to the safe haven that was her apartment. Though the excuse was she wanted him to taste a new brand of coffee she had recently purchased, Haise knew it was more important than that, he could hear in her voice when she had asked him to come. He promised her he would arrive in an hour at most, and he hung up. As quickly as possible he showered, got dressed, grabbed his wallet and dashed out of his apartment, ignoring his squad.

"Where are ya going, Sassan?"

Once outside, he went to the nearest flower shop and bought a bouquet of red roses, and then he took a taxi to her apartment. During the whole ride he wondered if today Kirishima-san might tell him she had feelings for him, or would she break up with him? It wouldn't really be a break up for they weren't dating, but the idea of not seeing her again was devastating for him. He hoped that she wanted to confess, or if not, he would confess any way.

When he arrived to her apartment, Kirishima-san immediately opened her door, revealing the woman in question who happened to dress a little bit more girly than usual, with a gray skirt and a pink and white blouse. Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. He thought. Kirishima-san was such a sight to see.

"Roses for a rose." Haise said as he gave her the bouquet.

He heard her snort, and was preparing himself for a sarcastic remark when she said, "They're lovely. Thank you." In that moment he felt that if he died, he'd die happy.

Daring himself to be bold, and also trying to test the waters, he grabbed her waist, bringing her closer to him, and whispered huskily, "Not as lovely as you."

"I…" Kirishima-san said, looking nervous and out of breath. Haise loved seeing her like this.

He smiled at her and caressed her cheek with tenderness. He loved her, and by God he was going to show her how much he loved her. Haise watched with happiness as Kirishima-san blushed, he also noticed, much to his amusement, that in the heat of the moment she had dropped the bouquet, but he didn't mind, because this showed how much of an effect he had on her.

"Sasaki, I…" Kirishima-san said as she put her hands on his chest. He could feel her trembling, possibly in excitement.

"Yes?" He whispered in her ear, bringing her even closer to him.

"I think I'm…"

He looked at her expectantly, waiting for those words he wished to hear come out of her lovely mouth. Haise knew what she was going to say next, and he could put her out of her misery and say those words first, but he also knew this was something she wanted to do and say first.

"I love you." She suddenly said, and Haise thought he had never felt happier before.

He noticed the hesitant look in her face, and decided to make her as happy as she had made him. Smiling widely, he brought his face close to hers until their lips were almost touching. "I love you too." And then he closed the distance between them, kissing her.

Kissing Kirishima-san felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. It was a brand new feeling. He smiled into the kiss when he felt Kirishima-san putting her arms around his neck. He wanted more from her, he wanted to feel more, and so he licked her lips, hoping she granted him entrance to her lovely mouth. However, the moment soon ended when his head started hurting. He pulled away from her and fell down, crying in pain. The throbbing in his head was very painful, and the voice inside his head was too loud.

"Let me see Touka, you bastard! She's mine, mine, mineMINE!" The voice screamed.

"No, she doesn't belong to anyone!"

"You don't know the slightest thing about her, Haise. She didn't tell you anything because you're weak, Haise, WEAK!"

"SHUT UP!"

"What is the matter? Where does it hurt?" Haise half heard Kirishima-san asking for his wellbeing, but he wasn't sure because of the pain. He tried answering her, but he could only moan in pain.

"Let me show you Haise what she was too afraid to tell you. Let me show you what true pain feels like. Let me show you the real her, the real us."

Images in his head started popping. He saw a little black haired boy reading books. He saw the same boy eating what looked like hamburgers with a woman, who probably was his mother. The scene changed once again, and next Haise saw the little boy dressed in black, crying in front of a tombstone. His mother had died.

What is this? Why does it hurt to see the boy so much?

Haise kept seeing the little boy, now growing up. The boy had a friend, who was always smiling and making the boy laugh.

Hide…

The boy grew up before Haise's eyes until he looked remarkably like the face he saw every morning in the mirror. He saw the boy that looked like him having coffee with his friend, and then he saw a waitress coming to their table. The waitress looked familiar as well.

Kirishima-san? A ghoul?

Next, Haise saw the boy talking to a woman in the same coffee shop. The scene changed and the boy was in an alley with the woman, who happened to be a ghoul. Haise then felt pain where the woman had stabbed him with her kagune.

Rize-san…

More names and more scenes appeared before his eyes, making feel dizzy. The boy was now a ghoul, or at least a half ghoul, and his kakugan was in the same eye as his own.

Anteiku… Yoshimura-san, Yomo-san, Enji-san, Kara-san, Hinami-chan…

The face of serpent appeared before him, as his fight with Kirishima-san.

Nishio-senpai…

He saw the boy training with Kirishima-san, trying not to fight with that CCG investigator, wanting to protect Kirishima-san.

Tsukiyama… Kimi-san…

And then he saw the boy being kidnapped and then being tortured in that room that he often saw when he had nightmares. The boy's pain was his pain, and he started crying along him, counting the same numbers and begging for mercy. Somewhere, he could feel Kirishima-san holding him, and rocking them back and forth, while whispering comforting words, that did not diminished his pain.

Then, the boy physically changed, his hair turned white and his nails black. His aura also changed, he wasn't innocent now, he looked tormented. The boy turned to look at him and grinned.

"This is who we are Haise."

"No, that's not me!" Haise screamed in his head, trying to get away from the white haired ghoul.

"Yes it is! This is who we are! You're not Sasaki Haise, and you know it!"

"NO!"

The ghoul smiled sadly at him. "At least some things don't change, like our feelings for Touka."

"Kirishima-san?"

He then saw all the moments he had shared with a younger Touka, the good and the bad. Training with her, working next to her, making coffee with her, being hit by Touka, being protected by Touka, protecting her, holding her, leaving her, giving her that bunny in her birthday, the last words they exchanged…

"Trash like you should stay out of Anteiku."

The pain was sharp again, he felt like his head was going to explode.

"You're wondering why we never returned to her, right? Even though we promised her we wouldn't leave her alone…"

"What's going on?!"

"Let me show you…"

He then saw himself fighting with many CCG investigators, until he saw himself fighting with his own father, Arima. The battle was awfully unfair, and Haise knew what was going to happen before it occurred. The white haired ghoul lost to Arima, and was left almost dead… but he didn't die.

"What? No that's not…"

"Remember Haise, remember that you're not Haise, remember who you really are…"

Then, the name Kaneki Ken, the one he had seen written on one of Touka's books appeared in front of him. The name of the man Touka loved… The man that he…

Remember…

The man that he was!

It all came crashing down to him, and next thing he knew he wasn't just Sasaki Haise anymore, but Kaneki Ken, the half ghoul created by Dr. Kanou, the man that used to work in Anteiku… When he remembered everything, the pain stopped, and he could finally open his eyes. The first thing he saw was Touka's worried face.

"Tou…ka…chan…" He whispered, gazing at her intently, still unbelieving he was finally next to her.

Touka started crying, and held him close. "Welcome back, Kaneki. You're home, you're finally home." She said as she sobbed on his shoulder. Ken then understood she had always known who he actually was.

Ken hugged her back and cried in her hair. "I'm home Touka-chan. I'm not leaving again." Touka laughed and cried harder.

The two ghouls cried in the floor for hours, just holding each other and whispering sweet nothings into their ears. Once they stopped crying, Touka got up and helped Ken get up.

"Want to try that coffee?" She asked, and Ken couldn't help but smile.

After drinking their first cup of coffee, they decided to talk. "So, you always knew it was me, right?" Ken asked, looking hopefully at Touka.

Touka snorted, and gave him an amused smile. "Of course I knew, idiot. Who else do you think has the same stupid smile as you?"

Ken laughed and scratched his neck. "So that's why you didn't run away when I just sat down with you that day…"

"Yeah, if it had been another creep I would've beaten him up into a bloody pulp."

"I bet you would."

They laughed and continued drinking their coffee, not taking their eyes off each other. Eventually, Ken decided to break the silence again.

"So, if you always knew it was me… then you, you have always loved me, Touka-chan?"

Touka spat her drink and blushed furiously. Ken thought she was going to deny everything, when she spoke, "Yeah, I've always loved you Kaneki… I fell in love with you again as Sasaki, but that's still you…"

Ken blushed at her words. He smiled and took Touka's hands in his. "You love all of me? Even the crazy parts?"

Touka looked at him seriously before answering. "Yes, all of you."

"I love you too, Touka-chan, always have." They both blushed. "Man, I can't believe I was jealous of myself."

"What?" Touka asked dumbfounded.

"Well, while I was Sasaki I knew you loved this Kaneki, and I wanted you to love me as much as you loved him… Turns out it was myself all along." Ken said sheepishly.

"Idiot…" Touka snorted, and then her expression turned sad.

"What's wrong, Touka?"

"Can you forgive me, Kaneki? For calling you trash that day…" She said, looking down the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

"I forgave you the minute you said that to me…" Ken said truthfully, shocking Touka. "Can you forgive me for leaving you?" He then asked her, his expression full of guilt.

"That doesn't matter anymore. You're back and that's all that matters to me." Touka said, holding his hands in hers.

"Good, 'cause I'm not leaving you anymore."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Then they kissed, sealing their promise.

Ken and Touka didn't know what the future would bring them, but they knew that whatever happened, they would face it together, because finally, they were at home.

Last A/N: Actually I had originally planned to write a sex scene at the end, or the aftermath of sex, but I thought it was too much already and I'm bad at writing smut anyways. Well, maybe one day I'll write a mature scene for these dorks.