"Urie, I understand why you would disagree, but I've been thinking long and hard about this decision, and all I want-- more then position, or honor, or duty-- it to give my daughter a good life."

"I can respect that."

"Who knows," Ken continued. "Maybe she will join the TSC too."

"Over my dead body." Touka growled.

"Maman's wife?"

"You can call me Touka."

"Are you going to work at RE once it opens again?"

"We all miss this delectable coffee of yours,"  Shuu Tsuikiyama said walking up to them with  Kazuichi Banjou at his side.

"Still as creepy as always." Touka complained. "Why did you even invite him Yoriko?"

"Now, Now Touka. No need to be that way."

"If you must know. Yoriko and I have already made a new menu for the grand reopening of RE."

"Yay!" Saiko cheered. "When will it be open?"

"We're hoping to open in April."

"Aww, that's too long."

"Come one," Takeomi said. "They probably want to catch up." Yoriko, Takomi, Urie, and Saiko went to the spread of deserts on the kitchen table-- leaving Tsuikyama, Banjou, Touka, and Kaneki.

"The menu's could say 'approved by the one-eyed king'." said Shuu. "That would probably give you guys more business. I know I'd come everyday."

"To bad you'll be busy rebuilding Tokyo with your father," Touka fained sadness.

"I will do anything to make time for my friends."

Touka leaned into ken and whispered "Can I punch him?"

"I wouldn't be so host--"

"You should stop now while it's just a warning." Ken suggested. "How are you Banjo?"

"I've been representing the United Front with Shuu. He's a bit... much at times--"

"Why do you all have to be so rude!" Shuu stormed away.

"But he really is doing everything he can to restore Tokyo. It's really cool to see history be made. And I am even more excited to see you two build you family." Banjo started to tear up. "I should go comfort Shuu."

Ken gave a small laugh. "Don't forget to visit us more Banjo. We've missed you."

Banjo nodded, but he only sobbed harder.

"This is going to be a long party." Touka complained, burning her face in her husbands shoulder.

"They mean well."

"I know," She stood straight. "You know they're on to something with the 'One-Eye King approved' thing."

"That would certainly get my business," said Kimi with Nishki at her side. "Are the new pills working, Touka?"

"Yes, thank you so much Kimi. I've had no trouble keeping food down."

"Tell me if anything changes okay? I'm already working on the next pill just in case."

"You're too kind Kimi."

"That's what I keep telling her," Nishki mumbled. Kimi elbowed him in the stomach and she continued to speak.

"The synthetic food is going to take a lot longer to make then I originally thought. In the lab we're able to make the meat but they all taste..."

"Like horse crap." Nishki said.

"Are you dividing the cell from tissue of the Dragon's Kagune?" Ken asked.

"Yes."

"You should try getting tissue from human bodies, after they're dead of course. The division would be harder to replication, but it will improve the taste and nutritional value."

Kimi gasped. "I never even thought of that!" She grabbed Nishki's arm "We need to go to the lab now! Thanks, Ken!"

"Now you've done it." Nishki growled.

The two hurried out the door.

"Did you want them to leave?" Touka asked.

"No, but I have been thinking about that for a while."

"You're such a dork," She gave him a peck on the check. "Let's say hi to Juuzou before he eats all the food."

"That's probably a good idea."

"Hello Special Class Peacekeeper Juuzou Suzuya." Touka bowed to Juuzou.

"Ugh, I hate the long titles. They're so annoying. Just say Juuzou." 

Juuzou had been praised by many people for his accomplishments, and people all over Japan had already recognized him as the best Peacekeeper of all time-- despite the fact that the organization only existed for a few months.

"Have you thought of any names for it?" Juuzou asked.

"It?" Touka questioned. "Oh, you mean the baby. We have a few picked out, but we don't really want to say anything before she's born."

"You know I never understood this whole thing." Juuzou complained. "Why is everything pink? I mean I know you're having a girl, but what if she doesn't like the color pink? What if she feels more like a boy? What if she thinks the whole concept of gender is dumb and identifies as gender neutral? That makes this whole thing stupid."

Ken and Touka froze for a moment

"I think people just like themed parties." Ken suggested. Juuzou nodded, like it answered all his questions.

"No matter what she chooses we'll support her either way." Touka smiled.

"With a Papa like Ken I don't doubt it." Juuzou adjusted the pins in his hair. "Can I have the American candies Hide brought?"

"Of course."

"Thanks Kanekis!" He ran over to the gifts and put the candies in his pocket.

"I don't think I've ever heard my last name said as a plural." Ken noted.

"Our last name." She leaned in for a kiss, but stopped when Ayato and Hinami held a gift out in front of them. 

♡ "I know you're going to open the gifts after everyone leaves, but I wanna see you open this."

Ken held the gift open and let Touka raise a small onesie out of the bag.

♡ "I picked them out myself."

She pulled out a light blue onesie withe the words "Mama's little Monster" written in white on the chest. Above the letters was a small green monster with one red eye.

♡ "It's a little cringey, but I thought it was funny. The second one is better."

This one was a light green with the words "My Uncle is cooler." in blue with a picture of sunglasses bellow the letters.

"It's perfect." Kaneki laughed. 

~~~~~~

As the hours passed on people slowly drained out of the Kaneki household. 

The couple opened the gifts to find many books, baby blankets, and cloths. 

Naki and Miza even left gifts. It was nipple butter, so both were very glad they waited to open the gifts after everyone left.

(A/N Nipple butter is what pregnant women use when their nipple chafe during breastfeeding. Thank you and join us next time on weird facts you didn't know you didn't want to know.)

They found a place for every gift, and after hours on their feet they finally collapsed onto their bed.

Touka pressed her palms to her eyes. "That was exhausting."

"Come on, it wasn't that bad."

"Speak for yourself. Your stomach doesn't weigh 15 pounds."

"Do you want me to massage your back again?"

"Yes, please."