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brightymir · 3 years ago

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"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝" [ 𝐬𝐜𝐬 ]

cw: language, gore, violence, subtle akaza backstory spoilers

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 3.4k

characters: muzan, kokushibo, douma x demon slayer gn!reader, akaza x demon slayer fem!reader

author's note: i had to do a female reader for akaza because of his background and past, so please bear with me! i'm back from out of town so i have two updates for you! i hope you enjoy this one, likes and reblogs are appreciated! have a lovely day <3

summary: you are a member of the demon slayer corps and you find out that you have been played all along by your so called "lover"

❄︎ muzan kibutsuji

he sat on a chair positioned in the center of the room while you were standing still at the doorstep, not knowing what to do or how to react when he’s right in front of you.

he had no reaction on his face whatsoever, as if he was expecting you to show up and confront him about the information that you just received. his crimson eyes landed on yours, but his eyes was devoid of any emotion that you cannot pinpoint what he was feeling.

your heart hammered in your chest as you walked closer to him, trying to gauge his emotion and feelings but to no avail, he kept them concealed well.

you began to think why didn't you notice earlier? were you that weak and worthless in his eyes? were you too dumb and gullible?

and as you were just a few steps away from him, you stopped in your tracks to take a good look at him. studying his stature and appearance from head to toe. and it felt as if you were struck by lightning when you saw that he wasn't using a disguise any longer.

his wavy hair flowed and caressed the base of his nape. his crimson eyes that had slits similar to a cat's eyes stared back at yours. his ghostly pale skin illuminating the dim room. his sharp nails tapping against the armchair of his seat.

and you broke down.

dropping to your knees, you let the tears fall freely and sob continuously. nothing was going through your mind but betrayal and the pain you felt in your chest.

muzan paid no mind to how you were acting, if anything, he looked irritated by your crying. he stood up and walked to where you are, kneeling down to meet your eyes.

as you stared back at him, you felt so many emotions all at once. pain because he tricked you. anger because he was the reason for chaos in the world. shame because you let him fool with you and use you.

but most of all, you felt sadness and despair. but you didn't have the time to dwell on your emotions as he grabbed your jaw, staring deep into your eyes, to your soul.

"you already know how this will end" he said in a low voice. you mustered all your strength to back away and leap away from him.

"do not touch me, you repulse me, monster" you spat out with hate and rage. but it did not faze him the slightest.

you see his claws sharpen as he began to walk slowly towards you. but you were not giving him the satisfaction of killing you. you called for your crow, who appeared beside you despite the fear.

"tell oyakata-sama and the others that i'm sorry. also, kamado tanjiro, tell them to find that boy" you said and sent your kasugai crow away, who was tearing up and preparing to deliver the news.

you put your attention back to muzan and his form who was getting closer to you. you stood up and leaped farther away from him. but he was next to you in a second.

before he can even land his claws on you, you already made a move. slicing off your left leg, making you shriek in pain. but you refused to stop. you sliced off your right arm then, making you fall to the ground.

as you sat on the floor, you looked back up at muzan who was looking at you with shock and pity, a grin on his lips. you hated that look on his face.

"your joy will not last for long, kibutsuji. the one who will kill you has been born. you will die a painful death under the sun" you cursed him and the entire demon race.

his eyes widened ever so slightly but before he can even pry you for answers and information, you already positioned your blade at your neck, slicing it off in one clean cut.

he wanted to turn you into a demon but your dismembered body made it hard for him to do so, and your body was resistant, not reacting no matter the amount of blood he gave it.

so he walked away, thinking of you as a stepping tool to achieve immortality. nothing more.

he cannot be bothered by unimportant people and unnecessary emotions. immortality is the only thing he wants and care about.

yes, immortality only and nothing else.

❄︎ kokushibo / michikatsu tsugikuni

you were waiting for him to arrive at your meeting place, where you two always meet during the full moon of the month. you were uneasy and anxious, clueless on how to bring up the topic to him.

it was earlier that day when the pieces finally fell in place and you managed to connect the dots in your head. you cannot believe that you were under a blood demon art all along.

that your feelings was nothing more than just a doing of evil and trickery.

the wind blew softly as you heard soft footsteps incoming, his familiar scent invading your senses but you knew better now, his scent no longer reminded you of flowers and spring, but it now reeked of blood and malice.

you turned to your left just in time to dodge an attack from him, easily avoiding a swing of his sword. you pushed back your tears as you forced yourself to harden and stand your ground.

"when were you going to tell me?" you tried to ask as you avoided each of his attacks, breath halting when he grazed your cheeks. his eyes stared down at you, belittling you.

"never. you were nothing more than a pawn i needed to use" he responded and his attacks became more lethal, his speed and strength increasing. you nodded and continued on battling him.

you countered his moon breathing with your thunder, but you were obviously far less efficient. your breath was limited to six forms while his extended up to sixteen forms.

but you persevered, forced your body to go past its limits. you refused to die at this moment, not when you barely contributed anything in defeating muzan.

your fatigue was catching up as you felt your knees giving up. the cons of being a breath of thunder user is the extreme strain it gives to your body after repeating a few forms. it was powerful, but it also required a lot of your stamina and strength.

kokushibo saw you lose accuracy and your hit was not as powerful as your preceding ones. his six eyes enabled him to see your tiredness and strain. his transparent world let him see your broken bones, internal bleeding and stiff muscles.

he sighed and halted his attacks, gladly taking your attacks but when you neared his nape, he held your wrist in a tight grip. "stop it. you already know how this will end" he said and threw you to the ground.

you cried out in pain and let the tears fall as you can no longer conceal the pain you feel, both emotional and physical.

you heard him making his way towards you so you forced yourself to sit up and look at him. he had no emotion whatsoever on his face as if nothing meant to him.

you let out a dry laugh, blood exiting your mouth. and those laughter turned into sobs and whimpers, which later turned into screams of agony and anger.

you stood up and met him halfway. he halted and looked at you with indifference, not batting at an eye even though you had a foot in death's door.

"why?" you asked quietly as you balanced yourself, looking up at him. he did not waver, even as he saw your tear stained face and blood stained lips.

"for muzan-sama" he said, eliciting a chuckle from you. of course, the ever loyal and strong upper moon one would answer with this question.

"of course, i bet it was fun to play with me and use me for your advantage" you replied, tired and sleepy. you tiptoed and pulled him into a hug.

he stiffened and froze, alert for anything you might do to him. but at your state, you were incapable of doing anything so he let you rest against him.

"what a wonderful way to go" you muttered before finally succumbing to eternal sleep, entering death's door and closing it with a shut.

kokushibo didn't bother to move as your body slid to the ground, dropping dead on the soil, your blade beside you. he turned away, walked away, away from you and the bitter reminder that he lost you.

no, you left him. just like everyone does.

you were just like his brother, leaving him behind in the dust. that's why he will hate you as long as he's alive.

❄︎ douma

he noticed that you were not quite yourself the entire afternoon, often staring into space and not responding as quick as you usually do. he didn't do anything that could've possibly upset you, so he racked his brain, wondering why you're so down.

after a few moments, realization struck him.

he felt you giving him random glances and stares throughout the day, and whenever he would suddenly make a move, as simple as standing up or turning at you, your hand would unconsciously grab the handle of your sword.

so you found out, after all. he didn't expect that it'll be this soon though. it certainly would make his plans and efforts go down the drain.

alas, you decided to leave the confrontation in the evening, in your house. you felt that he knew that you knew, because he made no attempt to initiate a conversation. just staring at you with a playful smile on his face.

you cleared your throat and sat straight, trying to feel his aura and intent, but he was calm as always, showing no signs of malice or harm.

you stared at his eyes, which was already staring at your form and tried to look for answers there but to no avail. of course, what would you expect from this demon that has no emotions. a demon whose heart is not beating.

"were you ever planning to tell me?" you asked in a hoarse voice, holding onto the last of your energy and power left in your body.

you were mad at yourself for feeling this way. for feeling disappointment and for feeling pain for this demon. you felt worthless at that moment. you felt pathetic and weak when you connected the dots.

were you so unlovable that you held onto false pretenses given by a foul creature? were you so blind as to fall in love with a demon? you questioned yourself repeatedly what was wrong with you to develop such heavy feelings for the upper moon two.

you were holding them back for the entire day but your tears betrayed you as they began to stream down your face. you aggressively wiped them, not wanting douma to see your vulnerable state.

you heard him coo, walking over to where you are, and when he was about to pull you in for a hug, you reacted quickly and sliced his arms off, which grew back just as quick as it disappeared.

"yes i was. at your final moments, of course" he admitted and fanned himself, chuckling at your mortified expression. you hardened at this statement, forcing all the mixed feelings out of your chest, replacing them with anger and rage.

you brought up your sword, assuming a battle stance. you knew well where this was heading, but you refused to go down without a fight. you wanted him to remember you, you wanted him to know that you'll be waiting for him in hell.

"oh? i see. but, isn't it futile? you already know how this will end after all" he mocked you and got ready to fight you as well.

it was blow after blow, hit after hit. your body was worn out but your heart didn't want to give up yet. the shame, frustration and anger boiling deep inside of you made you want to go all out and push yourself.

your heart rate rose as you feel your body get hotter and hotter, and before long, you saw your blade turn a bright shade of red. you did not know what it is but you continued to swing it at douma, slicing his arms.

he stopped in his tracks, wondering why he wasn't regenerating. he looked back at you, eyes widening at the sight of thunder-like marks on your forehead and cheek.

"that-" but you did not let him continue. you felt a sudden surge of power and stamina and you were not letting it go to waste. you continued your assault, hampering his regeneration and slowing his attacks.

the mixed feelings made their way back and you had a hard time breathing again, losing control of your momentum and peak, creating an opening for douma.

you cursed as he sped to you and in a moment, he ripped your still beating heart out of your chest. he did not bother to turn around to see your limp body falling to the ground.

he held your heart close to his face, seeing it beat slower and slower. "ah! so this is what a beating heart looks and feels like" he said in amazement, frowning when it stopped beating and lay still on his palm

"oh? we have the same heart now, y/n-chan. dead and, not beating" he turned to look at your dead body, feigning shock and sorrow. "silly me, you wouldn't hear because you're dead already" he said and tossed your heart on the ground, walking away.

to douma, he just wanted someone to make his heart beat. you did actually, but you also made it stop.

so, you became worthless in his eyes the moment you no longer made it beat.

❄︎ akaza

you rushed to your home after finding out the piece of information that bothered you for the longest time. you knew since then that there was something off about your lover, but you fail to pinpoint it every single time.

so when you went to kocho for a medical exam, she was surprised to find traces of blood demon art on you, and you were finally able to connect the pieces in your head.

you did not know what to feel nor what to do nor what to think about in that exact moment. you just wanted to see him at that exact moment, you wanted him to explain.

you heaved and fought back the tears blurring your vision, because you hated it when feelings got in the way of the mission every single time. you knew that your only option now was to kill him, because he’s a demon, an upper rank moon at that.

so you ran and ran until you reached your home. you could feel his presence inside and you felt dread overcome you as you feel that he didn’t conceal his demonic aura anymore. does he know that you know?

but there was no time for hesitations, so you kicked in the door open and burst through the threshold, and you saw him there, standing in front of a portrait. all breath from your lungs when you see which portrait he was staring at.

it was yours, he painted you on your birthday a few months back. it was not like the exquisite paintings you see at the market or the headquarters, but this portrait held a special place in your heart, simply because it was from your lover.

you walked up to him slowly, cautious of his every move. you knew that you stood no chance against him in a one-on-one battle, but you did not let yourself get disheartened at that thought.

when you were finally beside him, you looked at the portrait before you, studying each stroke and color that blended with each other to create your face, hair, body. it is evident that he put in a lot of effort into painting your eyes, it looked so real and as if he took all the stars in the sky and placed them in your eyes.

you feel his gaze go from the portrait to you, studying your features silently, like he was memorizing each detail, like this was the last time he was going to ever see you up close. you turned to meet his eyes, and even though it said “upper moon three”, you did not feel any hostility from them.

you felt sadness and despair, as if he is afraid to do anything or even think about anything.

you sighed and with all your courage, you raised your hand to cup his cheek, letting your tears fall freely, not bothering to silence the sobs that escaped your lips. “you already know how this will end” you muttered and you stood frozen in place as he began to cry as well.

you looked up at him and saw him crying his heart out and you did not know what to do. you stood rooted in place as he leaned in to hug you. on reflex, you evaded his hug and jumped back, your hand subconsciously gripping your sword.

and your heart broke to pieces as you realize what you did, when you saw his reaction and his lost expression. but you did not mind, you pushed away the resurfacing feelings. because you needed to get the job done.

“let’s finish this, upper moon three” you said, tired and helpless. you might die but at least you put up a fight, at least you did not surrender. but you were dumbfounded when you see him take a seat on the couch, still admiring the portrait hung on the wall, not making any move to attack you nor defend himself.

“i don’t touch women” he replied in a low voice, eyes still pinned on the painting. you lifted a brow and put your sword down, gauging his reaction and aura, trying to see if he has ulterior motives. “i don’t kill them, eat them, nor fight with them. i just don’t”

you stared at him, giving him an incredulous look, but there was nothing you can sense or get from him, so you yielded and took a seat as well. silence engulfed the room for minutes and minutes until he stood up and walked to you slowly. before you can get away, he already has you in his soft yet strong embrace, sobbing into your neck.

you did not know how to react so you just stood still, letting him be vulnerable in front of you as you also let your feelings resurface, crying silently but akaza caught your whimpers and teardrops.

he pulled back to press a kiss to your temple, looking into your eyes after that. “hey, the sunrise is beautiful, right?” he asked and you knew right then and there what he was planning to do. you broke free from his grasp then.

“w-what? no, you’re not going anywhere” you said which made him smile sadly, he pulled you in for a hug again, not minding your punches on his chest. you did not want to bid farewell like this, it was unworthy and an insult to your abilities.

“there’s no way we can live like this. always remember that i will never regret meeting you and loving you, my only regret is that i tricked you” he said and broke free, walking towards the front door as the sun slowly began to rise, illuminating the small town you resided in.

as the sun began its assault on the upper moon’s skin, he turned to look at you and smiled brightly and you saw his eyes return to normal, looking like a human’s eyes totally.

“hakuji, i am hakuji” he said as the sun dissolved him, as you watched him disintegrate into ashes.

you smiled bitterly as you gathered his ashes, a reminder that he was here. that you loved someone like him.

because all akaza ever needed was someone to love and to be there at the right moment and time for the person he loves. and he was glad to fulfill that wishes for you.

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brightymir · 3 years ago

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Demon slayer Request ok could you write of gn headcanons and scenarioes like gn reader lose a limb like a arm to protect there lover from a Fatal attack from a demon and how would lover react to that seeing you lose your arm to protect them and the characters are tanjiro rengoku shinobu and uzui.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐁 [𝐬𝐜𝐬]

cw: canon violence, gore, language, entertainment district arc spoilers, not proofread

word count: 2.4k

characters; tanjiro, kyojuro, shinobu x gn!reader, tengen x fem!reader

author's note: this is 1/5 kny req from my inbox, kny anons pls wait hhshdhshdhhsha i can't find time to write continuously T_T had to make tengen’s fem!reader to match his canon type still, i hope u enjoy this and have a wonderful day!! <33

part one || part two

❄︎ tanjiro kamado

it was thanks to his younger sister that he was pulled from his daze, saving him from his demise and as he felt his entire lungs heat up, scorching hot, and he was unable to raise his sword

he saw a glint of the sword in the moonlight. and felt warm blood on his cheeks, trickling down slowly as it seeped through his uniform

huh? blood? is it his? but he doesn’t feel pain anywhere but his lungs.

his eyes widened as he saw a deep cut in your arm, blood oozing and splattering everywhere. he looked up to see you, forcing a smile as you stopped the bleeding with your sash “get your strength back, tanjiro, i can hold out until the sun rises, anyway.” he wanted to panic and stand up, but his body pulled him to a momentary slumber.

when he came to, he saw you struggling to contain nezuko from attacking a wounded human, a difficult feat to achieve with deep gash on your arm, but you did not relent, not allowing nezuko to harm an innocent civilian. tanjiro rushed to you, taking over nezuko as you sped off to inflict more damage to the upper moon before it turned its attention to the civilians.

you did not notice but the wound on your arm increased his battle spirit immensely, his eyes bleeding once again.

and as the battle progressed, uzui arrived and the other part of the upper rank six appeared, tanjiro couldn’t help but worry about you and your state, taking away the demons’ attention on you. this made you feel touched but you were reminded that you two were in a battle field, and any emotions or pain should be set aside.

“eyes on the prize, tanjiro, don’t worry about me and just finish off those damned dem- TANJIRO!” you exclaimed and jumped in front of him, before gyuutaro’s sickle hit him in the neck. and the world seemed to slow down little by little as he saw your wounded lower arm sever completely from your upper arm, blood flying through the air as your arm landed heaven knows where.

you let out a shaky sigh as you scrambled to stop the bleeding with your haori. “welp, there goes my arm” you said and shook tanjiro. “hey, i’m still alive, it’s just an arm” you said and scattered, finding an opening to add to the damage the others already did. “remember to breathe properly, tanjiro!”

the battle progressed and his eyes wandered to you often, as you took care of daki alongside zenitsu and inosuke. he could barely contain himself as he saw uzui lose his left arm, and the way daki’s obi threw you to a pile of building rubble.

still, he fought, he fought until the demons’ head disintegrated to ashes in his palms.

and when he awoke two months later, your right hand placed on top of his, his eyes quickly made their way to your left arm, heart breaking at the sight of bandages wrapped around your elbow.

he smiled as he saw your sleeping expression, peaceful and at ease. he knows right then and there that there was no need to worry, you’re strong. strong enough to surpass this hurdle.

and if ever you decide that you’re tired, he’ll gladly be your arm, your feet, your eyes and everything you wish for in this world.

❄︎ kyojuro rengoku

you don't doubt kyojuro, not a single hint of it. you believe in him, his abilities, his prowess, his resolve and his courage, he won't be taken down so easily.

you were just a kinoe, you cannot do anything to help kyojuro.

so you looked away and opted to help move the people from the train to the open field, leaving kyojuro to his own resources. you could clearly hear the conversation between him and the demon, who was persistent on making kyojuro a demon, admiring your lover's strength and spirit. you sucked in a deep breath, wanting nothing more than just to shut those filthy mouth of his with your blade.

you see how battered and deeply wounded kyojuro was, making you grip your sword tight, contemplating your options. his strength and energy was nearing to cease, someone had to intervene and help him buy time, and no one is responsible for that but you.

you sped off stealthily to kyojuro and the demon, trying your best not to alert either of them of your presence. you were thankful for yout intuition, your foresight. because you were able to sense where the upper moon three's fist was about to collide with kyojuro's body.

you barely made it by a millisecond, doing a cartwheel in the air as a final effort to shield kyojuro, and you felt the rock hard fist of the demon meet your right knee, effectively severing your lower leg from your thighs, flying off somewhere. you can't focus on anything else but getting rid of the demon at that moment.

you didn't have time to pay attention to your lost right leg as you propped yourself and your weight on your other leg, standing behind the demon as you struck the side of his neck. "kyojuro! take the other side!!" you exclaimed and your lover was quick to react, slicing through the demon's neck as hard as you were.

when you saw the demon try to attack kyojuro again, you retracted your sword to cut off his arms, which proved to be difficult as his arms regenerate quickly as soon as you cut them off, keeping you occupied as you trust kyojuro to slice his head off. you sense tanjiro and inosuke approach the two of you, and it was at that moment that you lost your balance as the demon jumped away, afraid of the rising sun.

kyojuro was quick to catch you in his arms as the blood loss began to get to you, your vision getting hazy as you felt your consciousness slipping away. "don't worry about me, get the demon" and kyojuro should, he must, but at that moment, he was your lover before he was the flame hashira.

so he stayed beside you as your vision turned black, kyojuro's bloodied face and the sun rising the last thing you see.

you regained consciousness after three days, kyojuro by your bedside as he quietly replaced the bandages on your knee, bringing tears to your eyes but you brushed them away before kyojuro sees them.

"shouldn't you be resting?" you said hoarsely which drew his attention to you, making him smile brightly as he finished up tending to your severed leg. he sat beside you and pressed a kiss to your forehead, making you hum in return.

"kocho said the same, but i feel good as new" he said making you smile. your eyes faltered to your severed leg, making you tear up once again as your lips quivered, you were overtaken by sadness.

kyojuro's eyes did not escape your reaction, so he pulled you into a hug as you finally let your tears fall freely, dampening his uniform. only around kyojuro can you be vulnerable and meek like this, only around kyojuro can you show your weaknesses and shortcomings.

"you're strong, darling. you saved me, and i could never thank you enough for that. i promise to be with you, every step of the way, i love you."

❄︎ tengen uzui

out of everyone, you are the most stubborn of tengen’s wives, so he was hardly surprised when you went in the battlefield with him, deaf to suma’s cries.

tengen could not even follow your movements, wondering how you manage to pull several kunais from your body all at once, seemingly never running out of the weapon no matter how much you hurl towards the demon who had two sickles as his weapon. he kept up with you, turning it into a silly competition as you two teased each other, not paying mind to the words of the demon.

and thought there were three of you taking turns in inflicting damage, it didn't seem to weaken in the slightest. you grumbled to yourself as you were slowly running out of kunai, jumping around the rubble in hopes to recollect those you threw moments before.

after successfully recollecting seven of it, your eyes faltered to tengen who was taking a moment to adjust to one eye only, and the demon who did not plan on ceasing his attacks.

perhaps it was because of your kunoichi instinct, or your reflex, or simply because you needed to, your body moved without thinking as you hurried to put yourself in front of tengen, jumping high up to meet the sickle that was supposed to pierce his neck.

your right elbow felt numb as your lower arm flew off, into the pile of rubble around you. you recoiled and used your cloth to stop the bleeding, you noticed the shift in the air, growing more menacing as you felt heavy pressure. when you looked at tengen, you see him shrouded in a dark aura, his eyes trained at the demon a few feet away.

his eyes could've missed the way your arm got cut off, but the sound hashira's ears will never escape the whimper that fell from your lips the moment you lost your lower arm.

the next thing you felt was makio and hinatsuru carrying you away from the site of the battle. you let yourself get dragged away, knowing full well that once tengen is fired up, he will not back down until his goal is achieved. and you let yourself fall into slumber for a short while.

when you awoke, you were beside tengen as your wives gathered around the two of you, suma and makio bickering once again.

"stupid ass, i saved you from getting your neck sliced off and you die because of poisoning? this is not flamboyant, tengen" you muttered quickly, trying to lace mock in your voice but you couldn't as tears begin to escape your eyes.

"heh, at least i've got an arm" he teased and chuckles as your brows met each other.

it was at that moment that a little demon girl made its way to the four of you, placing her hand on tengen as you watched your husband light up in red flames, engulfing him quickly.

you were about to grab a kunai and deal with the little girl but suma's screaming beat you to it. you paused your movements when you sensed movements beside you, seeing the poison fade from tengen's body.

the kakushis and the serpent pillar arrived shortly, with your husband announcing his retirement. as the five of you walked away, a thought lingered in your head, to whom tengen responded.

"it's okay to retire like this, flamboyantly. i already told you, your lives are of the utmost importance" he reassured and gave all of you a smile. and somehow, you felt at ease, knowing you can live in peace with your loved ones.

❄︎ shinobu kocho

you ran through the forest, keeping up with the demon as shinobu evacuated the small village at the foot of the mountain, trying to reduce any casualties your clash with the demon might cause.

you did not doubt shinobu’s abilities nor her expertise in poisons that incapacitates demons. but she was distracted, her mind was floating in the where, you knew well that she was not focused on the mission at hand, her mind still lingering around the past month's events.

kanae's death took a toll on her. that was an undeniable fact. kanae was her sister, her only family left, and she was taken harshly away from her. however she's a demon hunter, the master of the butterfly estate, another undeniable fact.

and demon hunters, no matter the obstacle they face, will continue to move forward without relent.

with that in mind, you sped up as shinobu appeared behind you, eyes trained forward with a light smile on her face. you remained silent, knowing it was her facade ever since the day kanae passed.

after minutes of running, you felt yourself chill as the forest felt suddenly could, and you felt a heavy presence from... above! you quickly looked up in time to see the demon descend from a high tree, headed for shinobu who was frozen in place.

the demon's eyes said "lower moon two".

you pushed shinobu away as you fell face flat on the ground, not fast enough to stand up as the demon's feet crushed your knees, making you scream and writhe in pain. you tried to reach for your sword but the demon did not allow you. while stepping on your back, the demon reached for your left forearm, ripping it away from your elbow.

the pain took over your senses, but you were thankful that you were quick enough to push shinobu away, else, her body would be shredded to pieces now just from the demon's brute strength and force.

"SHINOBU! LOVE, I NEED YOU TO FOCUS PLEASE!" you screamed, effectively shaking her off from her daze. her purple eyes, which were originally hollow, turned shades deeper as her eyes traveled to your severed forearm, blood flowing freely from your elbow as she heard your whimpers and sniffles.

with her vision red, shinbu charged straight for the demon, twistinf her sword in the scabbard before unsheathing it. before the demon had a chance to launch an attack, shinobu already pierced its neck, administering wisteria poison to the demon.

the demon soon turned to ashes, and you lay on the ground, trying to regain composure as you bled out. black and white spots started to cloud your vision as you felt your head get rested on shinobu's lap. you gave her a small smile as you felt her tears fall on your cheeks.

"shh, don't cry. you did such a wonderful job, kocho shinobu, insect hashira" you said before succumbing to slumber.

you awoke to the scent of disinfectant and lavender, your waist down feeling numb. your eyes traveled to your left forearm, your dominant arm. the door opened, shinobu appearing and when she saw you awake, she rushed beside you.

she held your right hand, eyes focused on your left elbow as her other hand caressed your legs. you pressed a kiss to her cheek, turning her gaze to you.

"i'll be fine, darling. i just need to practice with my right arm from now on. something like this won't take me down, won't take us down" you reassured her as you pulled her into a tight hug.

she might never be able to express it properly, but she's grateful that you're so strong. so strong and tough enough to survive and not leave her alone. you were her last string of sanity and she might just go berserk if you slipped through her fingers.

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