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Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
Chapter 2: Good or Bad?
Your prayers were been answered.
Two of the Master’s daughters, you think it’s Nichika and Hinaki, announce the arrival of Oyakata-Sama.
With the help of his daughters, he was led to the edge of the veranda, while he greeted you all calmly and welcoming, being glad that you all were fine.
All Hashira’s got in line and kneeled before him.
You saw how Shinazugawa formally smashed poor Tanjiro’s face into the dirt so that he kneeled also.
You suppressed a growl.
The boy didn’t deserve this treatment.
“I am pleased to see you in good health as well, Master.”, greeted the white-haired Hashira. “I fervently pray for your continued good fortune.”
“Thank you, Sanemi.”
“If I may, Master… Before we start the Hashira Meeting, would you mind enlightening us about this swordsman, Tanjiro Kamado, accompanied by a demon?”
The master gave you all an apologetic smile. “Right. I apologize for startling you all. But first, before I tell you my decision on this matter…Inari-San, can you please tell us all your story?”
Not only you blinked surprised, but your Hashira colleagues and Tanjiro let out also surprised sounds.
“I think we all need a refresher and young Tanjiro can benefit from hearing it.”, added Oyakata-Sama.
You nodded, an order was an order, even if you did wonder why you should tell your story and began: “It happened exactly 340 years ago. I was a normal seventeen year old girl living my life. Then one night, all changed for me. The Demon King killed my family and turned me into a demon. I became like the Kitsune from our folktales, I was powerful, even so young. Kibutsuji called me his crown jewel. His best creation. For a good 100 years, I was under his rule. I…I killed and eat lots of people, sometimes whole villages. I know it was wrong, but my bloodlust was so strong. But slowly over the years, I regained more of my humanity. I got so strong that I finally could flee from Kibutsuji. I roomed this land, only eating humans who were considered monsters. Murders, rapists, pedophiles. I felt I did something good. Then one day I stumbled over an old shrine where the fox goddess Inari was worshipped. The Miko’s who lived there were old and frail. It didn’t stop robbers to enter the sanctuary and trying to steal the treasures. I protected the woman, killing the man. The Miko’s thought of me as a godsend by Inari herself, begging me to stay with them, which a did for a few years. Then one day the Master of the Demon Slayer Corps of that time and two of his strongest Hashira appeared. The Master begged that I joined their cause, which I did since I want to personal put Kibutsuji’s head on a stake. It was not simple to be accepted by the other Hashira’s. I still needed to eat human flesh to survive, the sun still burned me. It took nearly 100 years till I was so respected in the Corps that no one doubted my devotion. I saw a lot of Masters and Hashiras come and go, helped to raise future Demon Slayers, and worked on myself to reign more of my humanity. For a good 50 years now, I only need blood to survive, which comes from volunteers. 10 years ago I managed to finally master the ability to walk in the sun. I came a long way from Kibutsuji pet monster Kitsune to now being the proud Hashira Inari. And that’s my story.”
“I want you all to remember Inari-San story.”, advised Oyakata-Sama. “My Ancestor saw the potential of having a good demon on our side. Like how I see potential in Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado. Both will be Demon Slayer and I want you to accept my decision.”
It was so silent you could hear a needle drop.
Curious you glanced at the other Hashira’s. A lot seemed to struggle with this decision, but they also KNOW you for ages, some of them you babysit as children, they knew a demon could be good and control themselves.
On the other hand, this was you and Nezuko they didn’t know.
Himejima found first his words: “Even if it’s what you desire, Master, I cannot agree to it. Inari-Sama is a special case, a rarity. She has more than one lifetime of experience and self-control on her side than the young demon girl.”
“I’m flamboyantly opposed as well!”, agreed Tengen. “Inari-Senpai was once one of the twelve Kizuki, she is different from other demons. I can’t see another demon being like her.”
“I shall do whatever it is you wish, Oyakata-Sama!”, said Mitsuri.
At least one was for Nezuko and Tanjiro.
“I’m fine either way… I’m going to forget soon, anyway.”, deadpanned Tokitou.
Another one on their side, maybe? Well, better than nothing.
“I won’t trust them. I won’t trust them.”, hissed Iguro formally. “In the first place, I loathe demons. It was hard enough to come to respect Inari-Senpai and trust her. And she has centuries of self-control under her belt.”
“Although I respect you with all my heart, that’s an incomprehensible notion, Master! I oppose it with everything I’ve got! Inari-Senpai is the only demon we can trust.”, proclaimed Rengoku.
“The Demon Slayer Corps’ mission is to annihilate demons.”, reminded Shinazugawa you all. “I request that you penalize both Kamado and Tomioka!”
Oyakata-Sama turned to you.
“Inari-San, you are on both sides. Tell me…what do you think about Kamado Nezuko.”
You licked your lips, carefully selecting the words you wanted to say.
“Kamado Nezuko…is different. That is clear. She could detect that I’m a demon, even if I was using my Blood Demon Art. She could smell it on me.”
You formally felt how the other Hashira were losing their shit after that revelation. No one besides Muzan or an Upper Moon should have this power.
You continued.
“She didn’t react hostile at me, let me even pick her up and carry her. Nezuko is intelligent, she doesn’t seem to have any bloodlust. I think…she is more like me than we think…no she is even better than me if she really doesn’t need human flesh or blood to survive.”
“Your conclusion, Inari-San?”
“Oyakata-Sama, if this is all right with you…I would take responsibility for Nezuko and Tanjiro Kamado. I’m even ready to put my life on the line. If Nezuko will eat a single human, then you can kill me with her. I won’t fight.”
That made all Hashira really lose their nerves.
“Inari-Chan, no!”, screamed Mitsure, tears in her eyes.
“Senpai, that’s crazy, we can’t lose you!”, shouted Rengoku.
You know he had a soft spot for you. When his father was a Hashira and he was a young boy, you would often play with him and even babysit him. You are pretty sure you even changed some diapers of his.
“Inari-Senpai, that’s dumb and so not like you. You really want to put your life at stake for another demon?”, wonder Obanai.
Before it really could get out of control Oyakata-Sama wanted you all to hear this letter from the former Water Hashira and your old friend Sakonji Urokodaki.
Hinaki read aloud how Tanjiro should be allowed to be accompanied by his demon sister. That Nezuko had resilient mental strength and has not lost her human emotions. Even in a starved state, she never devoured humans, and this has held true more than two years later. Although the situation seems somewhat far-fetched, it is an indisputable fact. Then came the bomb in which your old friend, Tomioka, and even Tanjiro promised to commit ritual suicide, if Nezuko should kill a human.
As you promised a few minutes ago. All right, you said they could kill you too, but it was the same thing in a way.
Your nose tickled with the salty fragrance of tears. Tanjiro was crying silent and thankful tears. He seemed so glad and relieved that at least three people were on his and Nezuko’s side.
He was a good young man, you felt it.
“So what if they commit ritual suicide and Inari-Senpai lets us kill her?”, growled Shinazugawa. “If you want to die, then rot for all I care! It’s no guarantee! Not by a long shot!”
Rengoku wanted to say something, probably agreeing with him, but you calmly turned to Shinazugawa and said ice-cold: “And yet you trust me?”
“W-What?”
“Kamado Nezuko has never devoured human flesh, where I, I eat and killed more than a thousand, and still to this day I need blood. She is better than me, yet you and anybody else can’t wait for to decapitate her and her brother who loves her so dearly and would do anything for her.”, you scolded.
Nearly everyone looked ashmead.
They were based, they knew that.
Was it because they grow up with you as a parental/sisterly figure or you earned their trust.
They weren’t thinking rationally, but with their emotions, and they were in chaos.
Only Tanjiro looked at you like…you were a divine being, coming to Earth to help him and his sister.
You fought off a blush and pointedly didn’t look in his direction. These dark red eyes with heartful tears in them were too much to handle.
“The fact is that Nezuko has refrained from devouring humans for more than two years, and also that there are three people and one demon risking their lives for her.”, sums up Oyakata-Sama. “To reject this notion, those who reject it must offer an even more convincing argument.”
Shinazugawa gave an angry grumble.
“Do you all have the will to do so?”
No one said anything, and that’s when Oyakata-Sama let the next bomb drop: “Also, there’s something I’d like to relay to you, my children. Tanjiro here has met Kibutsuji.”
You Hashiras being shocked was the understatement of the century.
Your chin meets the floor. Tanjiro meet the fucking asshole and lived?
What?!
“No, impossible!”, yelled Tengen. “After Inari-Senpai joined us 200 years ago no one has ever crossed paths with him?!”
“Is the bastard still high and mighty as ever? I hope you didn’t battle him. He probably has a new hidey-hole, did you see it?”, you shoot your questions at him, like bullets from a pistol.
The others shoot their own question at him, like what he looked liked, what his powers were, and so on.
Poor Tanjiro was clearly overwhelmed with you all shouting questions at him so Oyakata-Sama called you all to order.
“Kibutsuji has sent pursuers after Tanjiro. Though his purpose may simply be to silence him, now that Kibutsuji’s given himself away for the first time, I don’t want to let go. I also believe something’s happening to Nezuko that Kibutsuji never saw coming. Not unlikely with what happened with Inari-San. One of his own Upper Moon betraying him must have shocked him, even if it was so long ago. Can you try to understand?”
Boarheaded Shinazugawa refused to understand the Masters reasons. He was so fixed in his mindset that all demons needed to be killed, that he couldn’t see another way. Not that you could blame him, after what he experienced as a child.
Then he actually slices his arm to let the blood drop on Nezuko’s box to coax her out!
Good thing you weren’t hungry or else you would probably start sucking.
Of course, Nezuko comes not out, hello sunlight, which Obanai reminds Sanemi, and the white-haired Hashira jumps into the mansion and then again stabs Nezuko through the box.
That’s when you see red.
One second you look human, the next your whisker marks get deeper, your hair turns orange, fox ears and a tail grow and you know your eyes turn red.
With a growl you jump between Sanemi and Nezuko’s box, holding in an iron grip his Katana.
“That’s enough, Sanemi! As your Senpai I say: Stand down!”, you growl in your demonic voice.
It’s deeper more animalist than your human one.
This all took place in a few seconds, so of course, all are like statues and don’t know what to do.
They know not to cross you when you show your true self. You were a one-woman army, worth a thousand Demon Slayers.
Nonetheless, Sanemi gets his bearing back.
“Senpai, you would face off against one of your comrades for a demon?!”
“She is an innocent being, I won’t let you egg her on. You practically play with fire here!”
“Innocent being?! That’s a demon and I just want to prove to you all how dangerous she really is!”
That’s when you all hear how the box opens. Growling, with saliva running down her muzzle Nezuko stands up from it.
Fast she grips your arm and puts you behind her.
What is she…?
“What is happening?”, ask Oyataka-Sama his daughters.
“The younger demon seems to protect Inari-Sama. She put herself between Inari-Sama and Shinazugawa-Sama.”, responds Hinaki.
So you aren’t imagining things.
“Come on demon attack me.”, taunts her Sanemi. “You didn’t like me yelling at one of your kind and you want my blood. Show everyone your true self.”
It seems like an eternity passes, but Nezuko just turns away from Sanemi and hugs you.
You feel her shaking in your arms, she is fighting against her bloodlust, but she is winning.
“Good girl.”, you coo at her, hugging her back. “You are a good girl.”
Again the Master asks what happened and both his daughter tell him what transpired.
“So now, it’s been proven that Nezuko won’t attack humans, right?”, declares Oyakata-Sama.
Well, no one can argue anymore.
In the end, Tanjiro and Nezuko were now accepted as Demon Slayers and their quest was to defeat the Twelve Kizuki and the Demon King himself.
Tanjiro promised that they would do their best.
Then Shinobu pointed out that he needed medical attention, so the Kakushi arrived to take Tanjiro and Nezuko.
You helped Nezuko back into her box, giving her forehead a kiss and a promise that you would see her soon. She made cute agreeing noises at you.
Never seeing how Tanjiro looked at you, a fox-demon, been so kind and good to his sister, filling his heart with new emotions.
After the Kamado’s Siblings were gone with the Kakushi, the Hashira Meeting could take place.
You switched back into your human form and follow after the other to the meeting room.
Oyakata-Sama with his two daughters by his side sits before you. The room was dark only illuminated with lamps and you all sit in seiza before him.
You talked about how the quality of the Demon Slayer has gone bad, how this era changed so much, and how the Demon King let this chaos happen with his Lower Moon to hide his traces.
The Master let all, besides you, go, with the words that you were the best Demon Slayer since the Feudal Era.
You expected a scolding for acting out of line today, showing your true self, and commanding Sanemi, but the Master just wanted your honest opinion.
You were the oldest, you have seen death and life come and go.
Was the way the Demon Slayer Corps took the right one?
You only said this.
“Oyakata-Sama. I think we found valuable assets in Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado. These two are something special. They are full…of sunlight. And sunlight is the best against demons.”
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Ramble, Ramble, Ramble
I need to get something out of my chest.
I hate sometimes being an author.
Stories that you write with love and put a lot of thought into it get ignored and stories you thought randomly about at 3 a.m. are freacking well-loved, that even after you finish them, they still get comments or likes. *side-eyes Isekai'd as Chloe*
I noted also Reader Insert more loved than stories with OCs, I ask you why? WHY?
For us authors OCs are our kids, why don't you like my child, but as soon it's in the reader's perspective it's hot shit.
Currently, I want to write for Maiden of the Moon because I love my moon bunny Yua, I want to tell her story so much, but besides one person, no one commented on it.
Then we have The Fox and the Sun, which is really Mary-Sue if you think about it, Local Ex-Upper Demon is a Demon Slayer, overpowered, and will date sunshine child Tanjiro more at 11 p.m.
I bet if I made Maiden of the Moon a Reader too it would have been more liked.
What is this hate with OCs?
AN OC IS AN INVENTED CHARACTER OF A FAN AND THEY COULD NEVER DESTROY YOUR SACRED CANON SINCE IT'S A GODDAMN FAN CHARACTER IN A GODDAMN FANFICTION, A STORY WRITTEN BY A FAN WITH ABSOLUT NO POWER OVER THE ANIME/MANGA/MOVIE/TVSHOW/CARTON/COMIC/GAME/ETC.
I'm just...I don't get it!
I always loved OC, because, let's be real, most canon pairings suck, or canon is so stupid in a lot of things and needs someone to call out the bullcrap or canon ended so bad some needs to fix it.
I'm the strange one?
Like I want to really hear why Reader-Inserts can be the most Mary-Sue thing ever and all will eat it up, but a well-thought OC gets hate because they get shipped with a canon character, they change the storyline completely, they are the hero or etc.?
What is the difference?
What?
Also, pro-tip from an author if you love a story.....THEN COMMENT ON IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUTHORS NEED COMMENTS LIKE FOOD, HOW THE HECK SHOULD WE KNOW YOU LOVE OUR STORY AND WANT MORE IF YOU DON'T TELL US. A LITTLE SMILEY-EMOJI IS ENOUGH. WE ARE AUTHORS WE WILL INTERPRET EVEN INCORRECT KEYSMASH AS SOMETHING POSITIVE.
Well more I don't have to say.
Have a nice day/night!
Maiden of the Moon
What if Kokushibo had a pupil, whom he taught the original Moon Breathing before he deserted the Demon Slayer Corps?
Mochizuki Yua was born only for these reasons: To become a Hashira and make her family a respected one in the Demon Slayer Corps.
But if you only live for the expectations of others, who are YOU truly?
What will it take to find yourself?
A long, hard journey awaits.
The song Yua sings is the first opening from Demon Slayer Gurenge by Liisa. I thought it would be nice to have the opening as a real song in my fanfiction. ^^
Also, I Googled how long a rib takes to heal it's six weeks!
I don't know if the Mangaka intended to have the boys and Nezuko really for that long in the Wistaria Mansion since after EP 14 in EP 15 they were already healed up and it seemed to only have taken a few days.
That's why I decided to make a little slice-of-life chapter for these six weeks. Building foundation for relationships, future plot points, and etc.
I hope you will like it!
If you like my story please leave a comment, a kudos, a like, a vote or a reblog.
Please show an author your love for their story. :D
Chapter 5: Songs so sweet and sorrow
Do you know the feeling when your body slowly wakes up? When the dream you had still clung to you and you start to feel your body again as hearing comes back.
This moment before fully being awake, when all seems so real and unreal at the same time?
Tanjiro was currently in this state.
A part of him knew he was waking up, another still was in the dream about the happy days he had with his family. Before blood and death and the pain of being left behind only Nezuko as the anchor to this world.
While he was like this he heard a soft and beautiful voice sing.
“Finally, you've given me
A reason to be strong
And we'll stand
Hand in hand
Till the end
As my body's shaking
The future is out there waiting
For me to grasp the light
That's trembling just like my hand
I gotta keep it safe from fading
That's all that I want”
He never heard a song like that. It touched something deep in his heart like whoever sang understood what he was going through.
“The subtle scent of midnight
I spent all thirty nights
I glare up at the stars
Staring into the sky
The path I see before me
I know only I can change it
That's all that I need
Finally, you've given me
A reason to be strong
And we'll stand
Hand in hand
Till the end”
Being strong, going hand and hand, till the end…it fit him and Nezuko so much. Tanjiro wanted to become stronger to protect Nezuko, to one day turn her back into a human. They decide to stay together, whatever may come, holding each other's hands tight.
He felt how a tear slipped down his closed eye.
“As my body's shaking
The future is out there waiting
For me to grasp the light
That's trembling just like my hand
I gotta keep it safe from fading
That's all that I want
The subtle scent of midnight
I spent all thirty nights
I glare up at the stars
Staring into the sky
The path I see before me
I know only I can change it
That's all that I need”
Slowly he opened his eyes, starting to wake up. The red-haired boy wanted to know who sang so breathtakingly heartfully.
What he saw first was Zenitsu, sitting up from his futon, his knees up and his arms around them, while his head rested on them. He stared with formal heart eyes into the corner of the room where Yua and Nezuko had slept.
After yesterday, when Tanjiro had explained to his fellow Slayers, his and Nezuko’s story, Yua had taken Nezuko without a second thought under her wing.
The older girl pulled out a fifth futon from the closet, put it beside her, and told them that his sister should sleep in a bed and not in her box.
Then Yua proceeds to dress Nezuko into one of the kimonos of the Wistaria Mansion, of course in the bathroom, and even put his sister's hair in a side braid, since apparently if you have long hair it’s best to braid it before going to sleep.
Tanjiro was happy that Nezuko liked the attention she received from the older girl. He swore his sister even purred at Yua at one point before they all settled down for the night.
Now in the morning he follow Zenitsu’s line of sight and saw Nezuko happily humming along, while Yua was behind her combing her hair.
It took a few seconds before Tanjiro realized the amazing singer was Yua.
A little surprised sound came out of his mouth, then suddenly a hand, Zenitsus, clapped over his mouth and hissed in his ear: “Don’t ruin this moment! I never heard such angelic singing and humming! Nezuko-Chan and Yua-Senpai are divine beings and we shall humbly listen to their singing!”
Not like Tanjiro wanted to interrupt, he just was surprised. When Nezuko was still human, she liked to sing while she worked on her needlework. It was amazing hearing the voice of his sister again.
Yua-Senpai was what surprised him.
From what he had learned of her and smelled…she was tough and rough, yet was loving and gentle to younger ones.
Singing so heartbreakingly beautiful, with such a melodious and soft voice…it nearly didn’t fit her.
Nearly.
Tanjiro had smelled the deep and strong insecurity in Yua-Senpai and the overwhelming smell of lostness.
She was complicated.
Maybe he could catch a moment today with her to talk and understand her better.
The midnight blue-haired beauty finished her singing and combing Nezuko’s hair.
“All done Nezuko-Chan.”, she said to her, fixing the elaborate braid she had made. “Now you are even prettier!”
The demon girl let out a cute squeal, touching her pretty braid in wonder. Then she turned and hugged the older girl.
Yua chuckled at this affectionate gesture, hugging the younger girl back.
“These two are so lovely!”, signed Zenitsu dreamily. “The most beautiful woman on this Earth.”
"Agatsuma, your words mean nothing to me."
Tanjiro could formally see the imagery giant boulder with Rejected written on it that falls on Zenitsu.
The blond cried out in sadness.
"Your voice is beautiful Yua-Senpai. It's something to be proud of.", told her Tanjiro honestly.
She made a little bow in his direction.
"Your words honor me, Kamado-San."
"That's so unfair!", wailed Zenitsu with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why do you accept Tanjiro's compliment and not mine?!"
"Because Kamado-San doesn't try to get into my pants, Agatsuma.", deadpanned Yua, giving the cooing Nezuko head pats.
For that, Zenitsu got the major side eye from Tanjiro. He could smell that his new friend didn't have the purest thoughts.
The blond just wailed more and fell down on his futon.
Inosuke was the only one sleeping through all the noise.
The group of four Demon Slayers and a demon had created a rhythm in the days they stayed in the Wisteria Mansion to heal from their wounds.
Yua and Nezuko were always the first to wake up. Both girls took a bath together, then while Yua sang she combed Nezuko’s hair, giving her a new pretty hairstyle every day.
Zenitsu woke up from the singing, listening to it and still admiring both beautiful young women in their company.
Tanjiro was the next to wake up and always made sure to tell his sister how pretty she looked and complimented Yua's singing.
Inosuke was always the last to wake up, then they would have breakfast and try somehow to pass the day.
Was it telling each other stories from their childhoods or about their works as Demon Slayers.
Hisa was so nice to even give them a few board games and it was a struggle to help Inosuke to understand what board games where good for and why they were played.
In the Wisteria Mansion was a little library, so they read also. Yua even tried teaching Inosuke the basics. Even when the wild boy didn't want to, she just grabbed him by his ear and made him repeat the Hiragana Alphabet. Tanjiro tried to help too but with a more gentle approach.
One night while they enjoyed dinner Zenitsu joked that Yua was like the father of their group, while Tanjiro was the mother.
This made Tanjiro blush a little and then even more as the young woman just said: "I would marry Kamado, hell even Hashibira, before I would consider going on a date with you, Agatsuma!"
Zenitsu’s wails could be heard from Kilometers, meanwhile, Inosuke asked them what the heck marriage was and they spent the rest of the night explaining it to him.
The wild boy took this as a chance to rile up Zenitsu the following days more to remind him that the older lady would rather have him than even consider Zenitsu for a second.
Tanjiro and Yua had to break them apart, only Nezuko seemed to giggle cutely at the scene before her.
When all was calm again Yua deadpanned just at Tanjiro and said: "Our kids are terrors, husband."
Something like a squeak comes out of Tanjiro, his cheeks changing color. He wondered how the older girl could just say things like that without embarrassment.
It was only her smell that indicated that she was just messing around and didn't see him as her spouse.
The red-haired boy didn't get why he felt disappointed.
When they all felt better they started to help around the Mansion aka. Yua and Tanjiro had to force Inosuke to help around.
Currently Tanjiro was hanging up the wet clothes with Yua and realized that they finally where alone for a moment.
This was the chance to get her to know better.
"Yua-Senpai, can I ask you something?", he began.
"Sure, Kamado-San what is it?"
"I don't want to cross any border.", he assured her. "It's just been on my mind these last few weeks."
"You can tell me Kamado-San I can see from your Aura you have only pure intentions."
"Right…forgot that for a second…also, Yua-Senpai when you told us you wanted to be a Hashira…why did you smell so much of grief and sadness and anger?"
This stopped the young woman from her task to hang up the wet clothes.
Tanjiro smelled anxiety from her. Oh no, he didn't want to trouble her!
He couldn't even say sorry, as Yua hissed in fake anger, to hide her anxiety: "Kamado get your nose checked. I don’t feel like this about becoming a Hashira. It's an honor my family was skipped over for centuries, even with us being the strongest Slayers! It’s my duty and I'm proud to be the one to finally reach this goal!"
Maybe she could tell herself these lies, but the red-haired boy smelled the utter despair.
"Yua-Senpai, I see us as friends. I can smell your true feelings. It hurts me to see you in such anguish…did anybody ever ask you if you wanted to walk the path of a Demon Slayer?", he asked her, trying to keep his tears at bay.
The seventeen-year-old girl just stared straight ahead, still as a statue, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"No…no one asked me.", she admitted in a broken voice. "But that’s not important, I have a duty to my family."
"But what about you?"
"Enough, Kamado, let’s never talk about this again."
With this, she turned and left him alone with the chore.
Yua knew she was being a coward, yet she couldn't handle Tanjiro's pure concern for her.
He was the first who ever asked her if she wanted to be a Demon Slayer.
She couldn't handle it.
Him and his gentle and kind Aura. It was a temptation to just…hug him, telling him all her worries.
He reminded her of Kioko, her mother.
This was not good.
It could lead her astray from her way to becoming a Hashira, to finally be accepted by her grandfather and the whole Demon Slayer Corps.
She had a duty. That's why she was born into this world.
To clean the name of Mochizuki from the sins of their forefathers.
Nothing else could matter.
Not even herself.
She was an instrument.
"The only wish I have left in this world is that you find your happiness in life, my blossom."
The last words of her mother, before her sickness killed her, came to Yua.
Her mother was like Tanjiro, a gentle soul who loved her and her father with a fiery passion.
Mother had fought tooth and nail against her grandfather. Kioko had wanted her to decide if she became a Demon Slayer or not…but after learning she was the only one who could use Moon Breathing it had been a lost fight.
But the midnight blue-haired girl remembered how often her mother would hold her, when she cried from the wounds in training, her Aura gently catching her.
Another tear escaped Yua, which she brushed away fast.
Tanjiro was dangerous. He would be easy to love, that was clear.
And love was the last thing Yua needed in her life.
Love wouldn't get her closer to being a Hashira.
Better stomp this seed before it could blossom.
So for the next few days, Yua kept her distance from Tanjiro.
Oh she would talk to him and they would rile in Zenitsu and Inosuke, but she did her hardest to not be alone with the redhead. She still took care of Nezuko, because she liked the demon girl. It was easier to love her since it was completely platonic.
Anyway even if she stayed distant from him, Tanjiro's words didn't leave her brain. It was a hard fight to ignore them.
More often than not Yua wished Sayoko would be here. She needed her cousin to bitch about the situation she was in. Sayoko would surely have an idea to fix this.
It was a mess.
So days and days pass, they healed, and they get back on their feet.
Soon it would be time for a new mission.
Hopefully, this would make Yua forget this emotional mess she was in.
One could only hope.
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