You wish the walk to Mt. Natagumo was more than a day, if only to give you more time to prepare.
You don't even get to enjoy the rambunctious of Inosuke yelling at everyone or Zenitsu clinging to your arm with his sparrow angrily picking at his hair to try remove the love struck teen, not even Tanjiro looking back at the three of you with disgust .
By the time the sun has set, you stand at the base of the mountain. The tall trees looming over you as bite your lip in anticipation. You weren't going to enjoy this fight, especially not with the large amount of people you had to save. Your hand rests, well not really rests- waits on your sword, fingers clenching around the hilt.
"Hold up!" Zenitsu's voice calls all too loudly, you might just sue him for the damage he's caused so far to your poor eardrums. "Would you mind waiting a second?"
"What's wrong?" Tanjiro tilts his head as he stares at a terrified Zentisu.
Zenitsu leaves his place from behind your back to curl up into a ball on the dirt road, his knees to his chest as he blubbers "I'm scared all right? I'm scare now that we're nearing our destination, I'm so scared!"
You nearly imitate Inosuke's offended snort. "Why the hell is he sitting?" He crosses his arms "How creepy is that?"
You think you should invest in ear plugs, but Zenitsu's incredibly loud volume might break through even the highest 1912 ear plug technology. But you also doubt 1912 earbud technology is all too advanced right now. "Who are you to talk, Pig Face!" You cough into your elbow so you don't laugh, you don't feel like being murdered by Inosuke today. "Don't tell me you're not getting any vibes from that mountain!" You turn with Inosuke and Tanjiro to look where Zenitsu is pointing.
Tanjiro sighs "Still, what good will it do to just sit there?"
"I told you, he's creepy."
You swear you can see a small fluff ball float out of Inosuke's mask when you laugh into your hand. Zenitsu angrily points his finger at Inosuke and waves it around "I am not in any way creepy! I'm normal! I'm the normal one! You guys are abnormal!" Tanjiro tenses, you copy him. He must have smelt the blood of the first Demon Slayer you'd meet. Zenitsu's breath stutters "What? What's wrong?"
"What's this smell?" You follow the maroon eyed boy along with Inosuke as he sprints over the small hill that disconnects you from the forest. You slide your sword out of its sheath.
You can hear Zenitsu screaming behind you as he slowly jogs to catch up, at the pace he's going it will probably take him a while "Come on! Don't leave me here by myself! Don't leave me!" Tanjiro skids to a stop once he reaches the bottom of the hill, his eyes wide and his nose twitching uncontrollably like a basset hound on drugs. You run ahead, dodging Tanjiro's hands as he tries to stop you.
The demon slayer that lies with his face in the dirt road shivers like a leaf as you approach, his feeble hand reaching out to your form. "He-Help me.." The strings on his back tense under your blade until they snap. The man falls limp, too tired to even twitch his fingers.
"He's got our uniform on.." Tanjiro places a weary finger against the Demon Slayers pulse, he sighs in relief. You want to as well, but your work isn't done yet. "Something must have happened.." Zenitsu stumbles to a halt behind you, his fingers automatically knotting into the back of your haori. "I wonder what happened?" The Demon Slayer twitches.
Your eyes widen.
Your sword barely touches the new webs before they wrap around the unsuspecting Demon Slayer's arm and his back makes a snap as he is violently pulled into the air and through the tree line. You can't decipher if the scream that rings through your ears is his or yours. Your fingers dig into your palms, your breathing shaky as stare at the ground. Fixated on the spot where the demon Slayer was only moments ago.
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Karma (Kimetsu No Yaiba x Reader)
FanfictionYou used to always nitpick at shows and joke about how you would do it differently, but on one stormy evening karma comes to bite you in the ass and you're transported into one of your favorite animes. Probably the one with the worst survival rate f...