Thought I'd do a Ghoul!Oikawa X Human!Iwaizumi because I'm sadist like that! I know I've not touched this book in months but please enjoy!

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Thud, thud, thud. Sweat treacles from his hair line down to his brow bone before gliding down to his upper lip. He wipes it away furiously as he continues to sprint as fast as his aching legs would take him. He knew the monster would still be chasing him; baring its large fangs and its long dagger like wings.

Iwaizumi slips around a corner and crashes into a solid figure before he could catch his footing. He's pushed back and he stares up from the ground at the oh-so-familiar face. Crimson liquid drops from its body and Iwaizumi could clearly here the low and rough grunts coming from the beast. The ghouls hair - once blonde, Iwaizumi presumed - had been dyed with the blood from Iwaizumi's leg.

"You look," the male pauses to lick his lips and positions his daggers, "delicious!"

Before Iwiauzmi could roll or even move away, a dagger comes flying down and lands back into his left leg, blood spurting in all different directions and Hajime lets out an in human howl of cries. His screams were deafening and his throat became raw and scratchy.

The ghoul sniggered at his suffering dinner and decided he wanted to play him a little more. He bends down to him so their faces were mere millimetres apart, staring in Hajime's emerald eyes before grinning and picking up his chin.

"Shame, such a pretty face gone to waste," he stands up again and picks up Iwaizumi by his wounded leg and flings him across the ally so he crashes against the harsh concrete. It would be surprising if you couldn't here all his bones crack and snap in the one mile radius.

Iwaizumi lifts his neck slightly to stare at the ghoul only to see he was pinned up against a wall. But not just pinned; no a shard of somewhat was impelled through his heart area holding him the wall. Hajime saw his last few coughs of breath and decided to look away.

How Hajime was still alive? He had no clue. He stared at his leg which was twisted in all different directions and blood continued to pour out. His breathing became shallow when suddenly arms lift him from the back and his head was placed on something soft. Somebody's' knees.

Iwaizumi looked up and saw another familiar face. Only he was glad to see this one.

"Oikawa," he coughs our, blood spilling from his lips down his chin.

"Shh," Oikawa hushes him and Iwaizumi noticed something. Oikawa had black wings. Oikawa was wearing a black mask around his neck loosely, obviously just been pulled down. Oikawa had cuts all over him. Mostly importantly -something every ghoul possessed - Oikawa had a pair of dark Crimson eyes surrounded by the colour as dark as the night.

"You're a ghoul?" Iwaizumi asks but already knows the answer.

"Yes, Iwa-chan, I am a ghoul," Oikawa stutters a little as tears ran from his eyes, dripping onto Iwaizumi's face. "This isn't how I imagined telling you, though. . . I imagined t being romantic!" He forces out a laugh and Iwaizumi smirks up at him.

"It's alright. I'm glad I found out," he wheezes and Oikawa hugs him, careful not to put him in anymore pain than he's already in.

"Thank you, Iwa-chan," Oikawa says through gritted teeth as he watches his friends eyes slowly close over and his last breath slowly exhales.

Oikawa could remember sitting there for hours, holding the frail body and crying and howling for hours on end.

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