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" 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭? "

Listen, KNY Mermaid/Pirate AU but the men are the mermaids and the women are the pirates --

Edit: Giyuu got saved yay

Instead of a bounty plastered, this time, the merman noticed, the pirate had her face over a large poster, hung almost neatly just by the ship dock. He stayed hidden, still hearing footsteps and chattering echoing through the small port belonging to a small island he had just came across on.

He heard, despite the slurring words of those drunken humans, that the island is under the protection of the Butterfly Pirates ever since those -- what the government branded as criminals -- saved the natives of the island from nasty illness that had reduced the number of their populations. The government had deemed the islanders a 'loss cause' and abandoned them in time of needs. The pirates had saved them and the islanders were so grateful they even propped a picture of the captain by the dock.

He emerged out of his hidden spot once the coast was clear, propping his arms over the dock configuration, careful not to make loud splashing in the water as his eyes darted towards the taken picture of the Butterfly Pirates captain.

Gentle looking, her eyes were, even in the form of a picture. Unlike her bounty poster, she had her mouth opened in this one, the corner of her lips tucking up as if she was almost laughing while the photo was taken. It didn't matter what she wore in this poster or her bounty one, she could have worn a rug and still looked beautiful in it.

He tilted his head, eyes never left the poster, remembering the way this particular captain looked at him with no trace of judgement, eyes twinkling with no hostility and leaving him be in peace when he didn't reply when she greeted him.

" My, aren't you the prettiest merman I have ever laid my eyes on. "

He shuddered, feeling heat creeping up to his cheeks and ears as he recalled her sweet tone voice. Shaking his head, the merman dived back into the water, deciding that, while his dislike for humans still remained, it doesn't apply for this pirate with the name Kanae.

[Masterlist]

Masterlist

Kanae gets injured and Akaza has an idea on who the culprit is.

Kanao's hands keep shaking, her fingers repeatedly fail to keep a tight grasp upon the hairpin. She manages to catch the butterfly ornament quick before it hits the ground.

She tries again. Hair strands fisting around the side of her head, the clip is supposed to be slides in -- and she drops it again.

If she could've sob, she probably would have.

A bigger, more calloused and scarred hand catches the pin for her. Kanao watches the Wind Hashira switch glances from her to the ornament before he makes a signal for her to turn around.

She doesn't find it in her voice to apologize for the trouble, opting only to turn around and let him tie up her hair. She feels her breath hitches just slightly at the way he handles the strands of her hair, moving every last one until he finally clips on the Butterfly ornament by the side of Kanao's head.

Kanae had always said that the Wind Hashira is a rather gentle soul.

" Break's over. " He gruffs, his hand moves to rest on the hilt of his sword. " The sun is setting and we've got a demon to kill. "

She knows his gaze lingers on the green and pink butterfly pin on the side of her head.

Everyone grieves in their own way anyway.

Kanao's hands keep shaking, her fingers repeatedly fail to keep a tight grasp upon the hairpin. She manages to catch the butterfly ornament quick before it hits the ground.

She tries again. Hair strands fisting around the side of her head, the clip is supposed to be slides in -- and she drops it again.

If she could've sob, she probably would have.

A bigger, more calloused and scarred hand catches the pin for her. Kanao watches the Wind Hashira switch glances from her to the ornament before he makes a signal for her to turn around.

She doesn't find it in her voice to apologize for the trouble, opting only to turn around and let him tie up her hair. She feels her breath hitches just slightly at the way he handles the strands of her hair, moving every last one until he finally clips on the Butterfly ornament by the side of Kanao's head.

Kanae had always said that the Wind Hashira is a rather gentle soul.

" Break's over. " He gruffs, his hand moves to rest on the hilt of his sword. " The sun is setting and we've got a demon to kill. "

She knows his gaze lingers on the green and pink butterfly pin on the side of her head.

Everyone grieves in their own way anyway.

Calm