Medical Exam and Nervousness

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- So..." my patience was slowly running out. - You're sending me to..." I threw a glance at the giant looking at me interestedly. - A diary of the future, huh?

- Exactly. - the black-haired guy nodded with importance. - You'll take Yukiteru Amano's place, two years before the events begin. Oh yeah, I'm rolling back your immortality! You'll settle for nothing more than a kakuja uniform.

- Are you out of your fucking mind?!?!? - My outrage was unrivalled. The god glared at me.

- I'm taking away your magic too. - I bit my tongue. He could take away Ghoul's powers for good. - You can do what you want, but you'll only get a chance to return to your world if you become a god, that is, if you win the game. We won't give you a mobile phone, you're already "special". - The god hummed, and then snapped his fingers, and I lost consciousness. Fucking hell, and I was just out for a walk.....

***

I slowly opened my eyes, staring up at the white ceiling. Yeah, I haven't seen you in a while. The last time I was in the hospital... to be honest, I can't remember when. Meanwhile, the occasional beeping sounded, telling me that I was hooked up to a cardiograph.

I stood up slightly, looking around sceptically at the cords and tubes poking into my arm. Looking round the ward, I came to no definite conclusion. Just an ordinary solitary ward for these "lucky" people who had been hit by a lorry. Yes, the memory of the previous host has already reached my consciousness, not giving me any good. Canon can be flushed down the toilet.

Closing my eyes, I focused on the flood of knowledge that had just come to me. To begin with, I, Yukiteru Amano from birth had black hair, brown eyes, and the personality of... canon Kaneki from TG. That's great.

Moving on, while I (the former owner of this carcass) was walking back from kendo practice (EXACTLY! I didn't think that such a deadbeat and a slug would decide... ah, his parents made him go there, I see) to run across the road on red... Yuno Gasai. At this point in the memory, I really hovered, realising that I was certainly not in canon. No, the moron himself did not know "who" saves, but already I, on external data quite recognised. Excellent.

And in conclusion, this same Yuno looked at this carcass with SUCH a look that I involuntarily began to worry for myself. And the fact that Gasai is already running after GG, even though it's still 2 years before the events of canon. It seems to me that the marriage contract was made not so long ago, at least Yukiteru's parents were already divorced, and here they are... let's say, in a state of cold war. Well, that Yuno who accompanied GG the whole canon arrived at all... and I don't remember when she arrived. But definitely after the point of no return, when Gasai fell in love with GG and killed her parents.

So the key question is... What. Should I. Do? To begin with, perhaps we need to deal with memory, think of a reason for the sudden change of hair colour and in general what kind of behaviour to follow. Let's start with memory.

So, Yukiteru Amano, 12 years old, lives with his parents, adores them. Character of canon, as I said before. He's fond of books and keeps a diary. None of his friends are friends, but that's... PREPARED!!! I don't need friends at all, they're nothing but trouble in these worlds. True, this only applies to ordinary people lacking any powers, but since we live in a relatively technical world, there are no such people here.

So, studying in primary school, which is good, I'm after going to school in tit-demons, will not soon forget all this educational lubuda, especially primary. Well, it's pretty bad. Not only do I have a body that's... I don't get it. WHERE'S MY 175 CENTIMETRES?!?!? Do I have to be a midget again?!

Okay... it's for the best. I have Kagune in much the same form, only the limbs feel a little different. Whereas before I could grow a rinkaku tentacle from the back of my head, or even my armpit, now it's just the canon loincloth. However, I've been this shape for half of my Ghoul life anyway, so I'm not used to it. The main thing is to check the shape of the kakuja and the number of tentacles available to me. Okay, now a reason to change my hair colour....

The door creaked open and someone entered the room. Yes, my hearing and sense of smell, although slightly impaired, are still at their best. Of course, now I couldn't smell it a few kilometres away, but my nose would be enough for a kilometre, and that was in the city, where the number of smells was overwhelming.

A faint smell of women's perfume, sweat, and something else hit my nose. I didn't hurry to open my eyes, hastily thinking up my version of events. Although, you can play the fool and say allegedly: I don't know anything, I was unconscious.

- How is he? - came a crying female voice, in which memory favourably recognised mother's.

- His condition is stable, but there were many fractures and a severe head injury, so we can't say anything for sure. - Hmm, I guess that's the doctor. All right, well, let's hear it. - After that kind of trauma, it's a miracle he survived at all. But as you can see, the effects have already begun to show. The boy has gone grey, which is a sign of an incredibly severe neural distortion. And the hair is only the most pleasant of all the possible consequences.

- What else could it be? - Um, male, cold voice. Dad's in the building, or rather in the room. - Why don't you stop half-phrasing and tell it like it is?

- If he wakes up..." the woman sobbed. - I'm sorry. When he wakes up, your son could be mentally disabled for the rest of his life, or he could be a completely different person, complete with memory loss.

Things are looking up. Thank you, God, for giving me something like this.

"You're welcome. Did you think I'd leave you to your fate? I didn't keep my promise," a voice in my head said. Yeah, I didn't think he'd answer.

- So our son can become a vegetable?! - Mum is clearly getting hysterical. All right, I've got to stop this circus, my legs are getting stiff and I need a walk.

- Yeah, right. - I raised my voice, opening my eyes and looking at the dazed doctor. - unhook these bloody tubes, my hands itch.

The room fell silent, and I turned a calm gaze to my parents. Given the chance to behave normally, it's a good idea to take it!

Well, both parents are wrinkled, with bags under their eyes and their hair dishevelled. They must have spent the night in the hospital. So... the mother, Reya Amano, long blonde hair, green eyes behind square glasses, grey sweatshirt and black trousers. First impression: positive. The father, blue eyes black hair, though canon seems to be russet as well, dull expression and grey business suit. First impression: kill him at the first opportunity. I remember him stabbing Rhea, his ex-wife, even though he repented afterwards, it didn't bring the girl back.

- Yuki? - Rhea asked in disbelief.

- Good-" I threw a glance at the clock. 12:47. - of the day, Mum. How long have I been lying here?

- Yuki!!! - the girl squealed happily, ignoring my speech and instead throwing her arms around me. Hmm... her breasts are quite....

- Girl, calm down! - exclaimed the doctor, and my dear father gently pulled the woman away from me. - young man, how do you feel? You woke up so suddenly.....

- I've been lying here for about half an hour, gradually coming round. - I interrupted the man. - and I feel great, except that the tubes are in the way.

- Aah... - the man was dumbfounded. - But you have so many broken bones... Just a second! - he sharply rushed to the exit, swinging the door open. - Patient 612 is awake!

What am I supposed to do with my bones?! I'm sure they're already fused! Ghoul's regeneration can reattach a severed leg in half an hour, let alone repair a bone!

Four hours later.

I hate hospitals. 4. Fucking hours. Hours. 4 hours, I was scanned, scanned again, blood drawn for analysis, muscles checked and all that. As you'd expect, no injuries were found, even though it had only been two days since I'd received them. Of course, the doctors couldn't figure out what happened for a long time, but after I went through 3 different X-rays (the hospital actually had three machines, why, I never understood) the fucking doctors finally accepted my sudden recovery, saying: we don't know how it happened, God must have looked after your son! Wow, if they knew how true they were. Thankfully, the kagune has no bones and can't be seen on X-rays. And the blood is no different from human blood. Well, it is, but the locals can't detect this difference in the form of RC-factor.

However, even though they took the damn tubes out of me, they told me to stay in the hospital for 3 more days just in case. Oh well, I... hehe, it only now occurs to me that I'm unusually active. Boredom has evaporated, though with events like this it's not surprising. Well, I digress. I was thinking about how I was going to spend these three days, because my mother and father would be at work, where I'd persuaded them to go tomorrow, and I'd have to listen to Rhea's nagging... No, I liked the woman's character, but her mother's excitement... Well, I didn't want to talk to my father. Future corpses are rarely spoken to.

And right now, to my right, my mum was chirping, saying something about God's mercy and so on. In the left corner of the room stood a happy father and the doctor, watching my condition. And me, lying in the very bed I woke up in.

- Yukie, do you want to go out when you're discharged?

- Mum. - I interrupted the girl. - I don't like that name. - The room fell silent and I continued. I want a different name.

- Son... you... - the doctor waved his hands, naively believing that I would not see it with my sharp, albeit side vision. - Okay, what name do you want?

- Kaneki. - I answered calmly. - Kaneki Ken. Kaneki Amano doesn't sound right.

- Yukiteru, what are you... - my father intervened in our conversation amazed, but I interrupted him.

- Kaneki. I told you, I don't like the name Yukiteru.

- The psychologist's appointment is in two hours. - The doctor whispered in my father's ear, but I'm a Ghoul, I can hear everything in this room, even outside.

- Good... Kaneki, son, are you sure you're feeling all right? - Rei asked excitedly.

- I'm absolutely fine. - I answered calmly.

***

So... I absolutely hate this. My parents sat down on the sofa opposite the bed, the doctor left and was replaced by a strange, slightly bearded man with a suitcase. He sat down next to me on the seat that used to belong to my mum and started to take out pictures and pens, while entertaining me with some warm and kind speech. Yeah, for a 12 year old kid, that's fine, but I'm a few hundred years old now, if you add up all the lives I managed to collect by hitting and then absorbing people when I became the final form of the Kagune.

- So, what's your name? - The man asked good-naturedly, smiling.

- Kaneki. - I answered indifferently. - Kaneki Ken.

- I see..." he stretched out, jotting down notes on his sheet. - 'Kaneki, I'm going to ask you some questions and you have to answer yes or no. Understood? - I nodded. - Good, then let's get started. - The psychologist took another sheet of paper. - Do you love your parents?

- Yes. What kind of stupid question is that for a kid?

- Would you die for them?

- No. - That's a bit much for a 12-year-old.

- If your dad started beating up your mum, would you stand up for her?

- I would.

- Would you be willing to do serious damage to your dad in that case?

- Yes.

- Would you dare to kill him?

- No. - I thought about it for a second, but then I remembered that my father is here, so I can't answer frankly.

- Okay. Would you--

A bunch of stupid questions followed one after another, and by the end, I answered them without any enthusiasm, still keeping a calm and cold expression on my face. And then came the pictures. On the first blot, I saw a man bleeding. On the second, people were fighting on swords, and on the third there was a flower.

As a result, the psychologist, who became much more frowning towards the end, left, leaving me with my parents. For almost 2 hours, we discussed my answers to the questions, by the way, in the doctor's action, I found no logic. It would have been more logical to lead them out the door, so as not to embarrass the child and then the chance that he was telling the truth would have increased. Although maybe that's what was intended, to keep him energised. And at the end of the interrogation, I have no doubt that the child would have started telling the truth most of the time, being mentally tired.

All in all, everything ended happily. My parents rolled home and I was put to bed. In the middle of the night, I did check my kagune and kakuja form. Anyway, I found myself at the moment before the final evolution. The kakuja form was complete, with an appearing mask, tail, and armour, and the rinkaku had 8 tentacles.

Well, in the morning... the Gasai family came to visit me, along with their only daughter.