Welp, I had started this as some assorted drabbles, but ended up trying to write a beginning for a at-time-possible-fanfiction. Then I showed it to a few friends, one of which badgered me to continue... hence, well, this.

This takes place during Tokyo Ghoul anime season 1, I guess? I still have yet to read the manga to completion, but yeah, anyway…

Plz ignore any inconsistencies, but please give me advice on how to keep the canon characters in character if you think they don't sound/act like how they would.

To those readers who have read my other works before, yes, angst will ensure. One: it's Tokyo Ghoul, two: it's me we're talking about here. ^^

To my Kuroshitsuji readers who have stumbled upon this fic, yes, I'm still working on TBTM 2, but am hitting repeated writer's block for that, hence "escaped" to other fanfiction such as this. But don't worry, I'm still working on TBTM 2 (though slowly. lol).

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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Disclaimer: Tokyo Ghoul © Sui Ishida

Claimer: everything else © me

Prologue: Fated Encounters

"Inspector Amon," a young man said, "here are the case files you wanted."

"Thank you, Kazuya," the CCG inspector responded, flipping through the newly-brought files.

"Hey, hey, did you guys all hear about 'Angel'?!" Inspector Takizawa exclaimed in excitement as he bounded over towards the other inspectors. "She saved several inspectors when they were attacked by some ghouls from Aogiri Tree!"

Amon raised an eyebrow. "The SS-ranked ghoul," he recalled. "She's a strange ghoul that only appears once in a while, huh? What do we know about her?"

Kazuya flipped through one of the files he was holding and opened it up. "Hmm… SS-class ghoul, said to be female, has an Ukaku kagune akin to the wings of angels, hence the nickname. However her kagune is transformable to make them into a normal ghoul's kagune. She's a one-eyed ghoul, and from our knowledge no humans have been killed by her. In fact, whenever she's spotted, she is being attacked by other ghouls. Special notes: several inspectors have reported that she had healed them of their injuries when they were attacked by other ghouls. One inspector reported that when he was injured by a ghoul, Angel appeared and warded off the opposing ghoul. Then she restrained him and healed his wound before releasing him and disappearing."

"That's pretty amazing." Takizawa grinned. "Wouldn't it be great if we had a ghoul like that on our side?"

Kazuya scowled. "Don't be silly. It's impossible for ghouls and humans to work together. After all, we're nothing but food to them," he noted, then continued reading the notes on Angel. "Well… there's a theory that there's a slight chance that Angel is able to eat human food. During one rescue an inspector reported seeing her with a bag of groceries."

Takizawa scratched his head in confusion. "At this point this girl sounds more like a human with ghoul-like properties than an actual ghoul…"

"Don't be fooled," Amon warned. "It could have been a trap just to throw us off our guard."

Kazuya sighed, closing the case file and setting it on Amon's desk. "Anyway, I'm off back to my desk if you need me."

After he left, Amon was approached by Inspector Nakijima.

"Hey Amon, we're off to a mixer tonight, wanna join?" he asked.

Amon shook his head. "No thank you," he declined politely. "I have a girlfriend that'll be waiting for me to come home."

"Ooh," Takizawa cooed, a wide grin spreading across his face. "I didn't know you had a girlfriend, Amon."

"Yes," Amon agreed with a nod. "Her name is Ishikawa Asami, and she's younger than me by a year."

"Ooh, d'you have a picture of her?" he asked curiously.

Amon took out his cell phone and flipped to a picture of them together, showing his co-worker the image of a beautiful woman with long brown hair, her green eyes glittering brightly, a wide smile on her face. She had a slim figure with an ample bust, and her milky, peachy skin contrasted against the orange sundress she was wearing.

"Whoa… she's beautiful," Nakajima commented. "How'd you meet her?"

"I rescued her from a ghoul attack once during one of my first cases," he explained. "Something… sparked between us, and after one or two dates, we started a relationship."

Nakajima grinned. "Love at first sight, eh?" he teased.

Takizawa sighed, "I wish I could meet a girl like that…"

"So, I appreciate the offer, but I can't go to the mixer," Amon concluded, putting away his phone.

"Understandable," Nakajima said. "If I had a girlfriend as cute as that, I wouldn't go to a mixer even if you paid me to go."

Amon nodded. "I'm very lucky and honoured to have her as my girlfriend," he agreed.

Suddenly his phone rang, and he picked it up, placing the receiver against his ear. "Hello? Ah, eh? She's here? Okay, send her up please." After hanging up, his cheeks coloured slightly in embarrassment. "Umm… she's actually coming up right now."

Not five minutes later, the beautiful woman in the photo came out of the elevator with a wrapped up bento and a blanketed basket before quickly finding Amon at his desk with the others surrounding him.

"Ah, Kotarou," Asami greeted happily, "I'm glad I made it before lunchtime."

"Hey Asami," he greeted, scratching his cheek in embarrassment. "Sorry to have made you come all the way here to deliver my lunch."

She shook her head. "I don't mind," she replied, handing him the neatly-wrapped bento.

"Thanks," he said with a smile. "Oh, um, these are my co-workers."

Immediately Takizawa bounded over to her in joy. "I'm Takizawa Seidou!" he introduced happily. "It's so nice to meet you, Ishikawa-san!"

She smiled, bowing to him. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, "I'm Ishikawa Asami, Amon's girlfriend. Please take care of him."

"A-Asami!" Amon stammered in embarrassment.

"Haha," she laughed, setting the basket on the table, and it was only then that they were aware of the sweet, warm smell wafting from out of the basket. "I've baked some goods for you all. I hope you all enjoy."

"D'awww, you shouldn't have," Takizawa said, eagerly peeling back the blanket to reveal a variety of muffins, breads, and cookies. "Thank you, Ishikawa-san."

She smiled. "It's no problem,' she assured, going over to press a quick peck on Amon's cheek. "Come home safely, okay?"

"Asami-san," a monotonous voice addressed, and all eyes turned to see Special Investigator Arima Kishou, quinque briefcase in hand whilst wearing the usual white trench coat, indicating that he was on his way out.

"Ah, Arima-san!" Asami greeted, walking over to him. "It's good to see you again!"

"E-Eh?" Amon stammered, "Y-You know Investigator Arima?"

The stoic investigator gave a short nod in response. "Asami-san and I have a common taste in novels," he said, "so occasionally she lends me one of her books."

"I-I wasn't aware that you two knew each other," Amon said.

Asami giggled. "The topic never came up," she said.

Arima nodded at her. "I'll return the book once I'm finished," he told her. "Or I guess I can just give it to Inspector Amon to have it returned to you."

She smiled. "That's fine," she said. "No rush. Take care."

"You too," he responded, giving the others a prompt nod before leaving.

Amon stepped over to Asami, tilting his head at her. "Why didn't you tell me you knew Arima-san?" he asked.

She chuckled. "You never asked," she responded before drawing her lips down into a pout, batting her long eyelashes up at him. "Plus you tell me not to come here too often because you don't want me to get targeted by the ghouls who are after CCG Investigators."

He looked away, his cheeks red. "I… uh…" he stammered, her adorable actions stilling his thoughts.

"Oh, who's this?" an older, more raspy voice noted, and all eyes turned to see Mado passing by.

Immediately Amon saluted him respectfully. "Mado-san," he greeted. "U-Uh, this is my girlfriend, Ishikawa Asami."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ishikawa-san," Mado greeted, "Amon-kun speaks often of you."

Her smile widened. "Koutarou speaks highly of you, Mado-san," she said.

"A-Asami!" Amon scowled, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment.

They both chuckled in response.

Asami looked at her watch. "Oh, I should get going," she said. "I was heading for the supermarket. It was a pleasure to meet you all."

"You as well, Ishikawa-san," Mado responded, "please stop by anytime."

She smiled. "I will, thank you," she said, looking up at her boyfriend, "Would you please escort me back to the elevators, Koutarou?"

Amon offered his arm to her which she laced with her own before they went to the elevator, and Asami sighed as she hit the down button.

"I love you," she said with a warm smile.

He smiled a rare smile, leaning in to quickly press a kiss against her forehead. "I, um, love you too," he responded awkwardly. "See you at home. Stay safe."

"You too," she said, and reached up for a real kiss before disappearing into the elevator, waving as the doors closed.

As the elevator descended, Asami stared at her own reflection in the metal before closing her eyes.

Looks like it'll soon be time for me to get to work, she thought to herself.

When her eyes opened, she looked at the reflection in the metal and found herself staring at a ghoul, the left eye of the woman in the reflection being kakugan. Ishikawa Asami was a one-eyed ghoul.

I hope you've enjoyed this prologue! If any characters were out of character, lemme know (with advice too, if possible) and I'll do my best to fix/correct those in later chapters.

But yeah, I imagine if Amon ever had a girlfriend, he'd be a complete blushing mess. PFFT. That'll definitely be fun to write.

Well, lemme know what you guys think!

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