Karma (Kimetsu No Yaiba x Reader)

Baby needs her nap

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"So you finally stumble." Your eyes flutter open, a pair of bright fuchsia ones stare back at you "I've been watching, waiting. You've been so stubborn about showing any weakness I was starting to worry you had none." His lips curl into a wicked smirk "But everyone has a weakness don't they?"

You lean forward, you both sit cross legged in the black abyss. Your knees touch his "You're not excluded, even you have something to worry about." He doesn't lean back or flinch away from your finger as you press it against his forehead "I can feel you sifting, trying to peak into my mind to find what it is but the problem is, honey." Your smirk matches his, this was your domain. He couldn't hurt you worse than your own mind. "You'll never find it, I know you're here. I know your tricks, your ploys and every little plan you have." You laugh as his eyes widen "I even managed to move your chess piece to fit me, you helped me out by sending lower moon six."

His pale hand grabs your wrist and even though the pain is excruciating as he digs his nails to the bone, you still grin. The joy of making the king of demons crack under pressure far greater than anything else. "But you suffered, right now you're passed out from pain. How is that a win?"

You trail your finger down his nose and over his lips until you cusp his chin between your fingers. His hand shakes as he struggles to keep you still. "Because I changed fate and made you my bitch while doing it."

There's a jostle. You fight to open your eyes against the bright sun. You lift your aching hand and rub away the sleep, Tanjiro's checkered haori moves underneath you and you realize the maroon haired boy is carrying you. Or was carrying you. Right now you rest on his back as he stares wide eyed at Inosuke who's beating up Zenitsu like there's no tomorrow. "Take this! Move it!" Zenitsu whimpers as Inosuke kicks him "Draw your sword and fight me! You spineless punk!"

"Tanjiro.." Zenitsu shivers as he holds onto Nezuko's box "I protected it. Because you said.. this was more important than your life." Your breath hitches as Zenitsu's bruised face lifts, blood runs down his nose and chin.

Inosuke grunts "After all that bluster, you won't even draw your sword, you dumbass?" You wince as you slide off of Tanjiro's back, your cut leg cramps up in pain as you shuffle your weight to stay balanced "If you're a fellow Demon Sayer, then let's see you fight!" Tanjiro tenses next to you, his face darkens and you actually fear for Inosuke's safety as his maroon eyes fix the boar headed boy with a deadly glare "If you're not gonna fight, get the hell out of my way!"

You step to the side as his hands clench "Move it!" Inosuke twirls his swords "Enough! If you won't get out of my way, I'll just have to skewer you along with the box!" He positions the tip at Zenitsu's neck.

"Knock it off!" Inosuke pauses, his head tilts. You wince at the oncoming drama. Tanjiro lunges, Dirt flies up behind him from the speed "Knock it off!" His fist connects with Inosuke's stomach and your eyebrows raise at the loud crack his ribs make as they break.

Inosuke is thrown back by the force of the punch and your face scrunches up in pain for him as he tumbles through the dirt "Aren't you a member of the Demon Slayer Corps? Don't you get why Zenitsu refuses to draw his sword?" Inosuke doesn't move from his spot in the dirt "It's because it's taboo for us to draw our swords on each other for no reason! But here you are, giving him a one-sided beatdown!"