『WARNING!』

- Swearing

- Violence

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『2nd Person』
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The demon squeals out in fear, already scared right when he heard the name come out of Tanjiro mouth.

Tanjiro noticed this, his angry expression softens a little.

The demon stays silent, cowering towards the wall in fear. He didn't wanna say the mans name. He knew what would happen if he did, others that were stupid enough to do that were asking a death wish. "Talk to me!" Tanjiro demands, pointing the katana at his face before edging it closer to the demon neck. The demon gasps in fear as he moves his head away from the katana. "Start talking!!" Tanjiro demands more aggressively, making you question to yourself if he was a childish boy or just actually a cold one. "I-I..can't tell you..." The demon whimpers out. Tanjiro stares down at the demon with a bit of shock on his face, surprised that the demon was scared all of a sudden. "I can't tell you!" The demon whimpers out again, repeating himself.

The demon remembers back to what happened before he became a demon.

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"You must not speak." A cold, husky, voice says. The owner of that hand grips around the demon that used to be human—neck more. The hand being very pale, veins popping out as nails that were long were claws. The young man stares at the man holding him up in fear, blood coming from his mouth and nose as it starts to dry up on his skin. Foam coming out of his mouth, his teeth all messed up and ruined while others were gone.

"You must not't tell anyone about me." A man that looked like in his twenties, with curly black hair that was underneath a white fedora with a black ribbon, wearing a black tuxedo and sporting it with a white tie over his black dress shirt and white pants, finishing it off with black shoes. He was the owner of that hand that was holding the young man by his neck. He puts a finger to his mouth, his eyes being covered by the shadow of his hat.

"If you do, I'll know immediately.." The man whispers, sounding more intimidating than before towards the young man before him.

"I'm always watching you."

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"I can't tell you!" The demon repeats again, trembling in front of Tanjiro. Sounding more louder than before.

Tanjiro retreats his katana back when the demon starts to move his body left and right as if saying 'no'. "I can't tell you! I can't tell you! I can't tell you!" The demon repeats over and over. You take a peak at the demon, wondering why he was so scared.

Tanjiro stares at the demon in bewilderment. 'The smell of fear is strong..' He thinks to himself, smelling the fear that was coming off of the demon.

'He's trembling all the way down to his bones!' Right after that, the demon immediately regenerates his arms. "I can't tell you!!" The demon lunges at Tanjiro, only to be dodged and get his head and arms sliced off immediately.

The head rolls away as it turns into ashes, the rest of the body turning into ashes with the head as well. Tanjiro looks down at the ground with a frown on his face, his red eyes narrowing down at the soil.

'Once again, I've failed to get any information..' Tanjiro starts to feel negative towards himself, but that all goes away when he realizes Nezuko was wounded. "Nezuko!" He jogs over to the latter, who was sitting down and leaning on the wall for support to rest from the fight she had with the demon. (Y/n) walks over to his side, looking down at Nezuko. They stare at her for awhile before looking away, feeling ashamed and guilty for not being able to help out that much. They know Nezuko is a demon, meaning she can heal. But still, she got hurt and it doesn't mean that demons won't be able to feel pain, they can still feel it and will forever feel the pain because they're immortals. Tanjiro carries his sister back into her box, careful about her wound that's still healing. Once he got the straps over his shoulders, he sees that (Y/n) was looking at Kazumi.

Wondering why, he looks over and observes Kazumi, smelling something seeping off of him.

Sorrow.

Tanjiro walks towards the young man, calling out his name after he stops in front of him.

"Are you alright?" Tanjiro asks as he crouched down to Kazumi when he gets his attention. Kazumi stares at Tanjiro, his face showing fear mixed with sadness. He felt lost, he was upset, he felt like his life wasn't worth it when he was told that his betrothed was eaten, the one who would soon be his wife one day.

"I've lost my fiancé.." Kazumi whispers out as tears starts to form again.

"How can i be alright..?" Kazumi looks away from Tanjiro, turning his gaze to the ground that he was sitting on. The tears starts to roll down his face after another and another.

Tanjiro stiffens at that, thinking over his words again and what he should say that could probably help.

"Kazumi.." Tanjiro calls out to the latter, hesitating a little. "No matter how many people you may lose," Kazumi sniffs, wondering what he will say next. "you still have to keep on living. No matter how beaten down you may be." Tanjiro finishes, surprisingly sounding calm.

Kazumi frowns at that, angry about what he said.

He grabs a fistful of Tanjiro haori, pulling the boy towards him as he starts to yell at him.

"What do you know about it?!" Kazumi questions Tanjiro, spilling out all the emotions into his words and throwing it at Tanjiro. "A kid like you?!" That struck a nerve in (Y/n). 'Tch..that's what we get in return for saving your god damn life..? You really know how to get on my nerves...' (Y/n) was using all their will to restrain themself from showing Kazumi a piece of his mind, knowing that they can't fight the victim. Kazumi pants after he finishes his yelling. Tanjiro slowly grabs Kazumi wrist gently, tilting his head a little as he smiles down kindly at him. This shocks both (Y/n) and Kazumi, not expecting Tanjiro to be so kind even though he was yelled at. The angry expression on Kazumi face is replaced by shock and shame. His grip loosens while Tanjiro pulls Kazumi hand away softly away from his haori, standing back up with a smile glued onto his face. "I'll be going now." Tanjiro kindly let's Kazumi know, as if him being yelled at didn't happen at all just a moment ago. He pulls out a black, ripped, cloth that was folded and hands it over to Kazumi. "I hope you find.." Tanjiro pauses, watching as Kazumi takes the ripped cloth and observes it. "...something of Satoko's in there. To remember her by." Tanjiro finishes.

Kazumi unfolds the cloth, seeing something that Tanjiro was right about.

He saw his fiancé hairpin.

A bow that was red, still stunning as ever when she wore it.

Kazumi starts to shed tears for the hundredth time today. Shutting his eyes and pulling it close to him, Tanjiro stares at Kazumi with an sad expression after he bows.

(Y/n) watches by the side, feeling that same mixed feeling again. They bring up a hand and clutch where their heart would be. 'Why..' (Y/n) questions, their grip on the cloak tightens a little.

'Why do these same feelings come back every time..?' (Y/n) didn't understand.

(Y/n) lets go of their cloak and shakes the feeling off, not wanting the mixed feelings to feel worse than it already is. They start to walk away, catching Tanjiro attention and making him follow after (Y/n). But this time, instead of trying to catch up to them by jogging, he instead walks.

Kazumi opens his eyes, watching as (Y/n) and Tanjiro walk away.

'So, you went through the same thing, too..? Is that it?' Kazumi wonders, feeling guilt weigh on his shoulders even more.

"I..I'm sorry!!" Kazumi exclaims his apology.

"I'm sorry for saying such a mean thing!" Kazumi apologizes, watching in tears as the pair leave with the sunset coming up. The sun that was rising shines in front of them, making it look as if they were glowing like magic. "Please, forgive me!" Kazumi begs, sobbing as he watches them get a little smaller from how far they were walking away.

"I'm so sorry!!" Kazumi breaks down after he finishes apologizing.

(Y/n) halts in their steps when Tanjiro stops walking and turns around, waving back at Kazumi as the sun rises more and more. The young man stares at Tanjiro hand, watching as it waves in 'goodbye.' to him.

'His hand was heart-breaking to see.'

Tanjiro smiles at Kazumi as he waves, his eyes closed in glee. Almost as if the most crazy night hadn't happened awhile ago.

"Hardened by relentless training and so thick..'

(Y/n) looks over their shoulder, not looking as intimidating as they were when Kazumi first saw them. They looked more..Heroic, Brave and Calm. Just like a demon hunter. Although, Tanjiro hand. It..

'It wasn't a boy's hand...'

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Sumimasen, this chapter will be short. I was wondering u guys wanted meh to write chapters on cat series, like headcanons? Idk—I've been having many things about (Y/n) in isolate and all with the characters..I'll edit this soon when I update another chapter, ja ne! (Edit: Hope u guys like this drawing from a dear reader of mine! I forgot their username.. ;w; I feel ashamed for having memory loss...)