🌸Taken🌸

"Rival" - Tanjiro

Hey guys! It's finally Tanjiro's turn to talk about shtuff 👁👄👁. Ye, so... Sorry if not a lot of the chapters have Tanjiro's POV, I had no idea of what to write, cause, you kno, I can't write how he feels, cause, once again, he's got no emotions anymore, and I couldn't just state the obvious. That'd just be... obvious. 😅 Anyway... hope y'all enjoyyyy!

It has been a few days since I have entered this house. Two days, five hours, six minutes, and forty-eight seconds to be exact. I would rather be half-living back in the basement, rather than staying up here in this loud, annoying, sound-filled house. The young girl keeps pestering me to play tea time with her, and the mother refuses to look at me, or even step foot in the same room as me.

"Hey! Hey! Tan-ji-ro! Come play with me!" The daughter exclaims.

"I'm okay." I look away.

"Aw. Come on! This time it'll be a different game, what about dress-up?" She smiles.

"No." I responded bluntly.

"You can't just stare at the wall, and walk around aimlessly all day!" She countered.

"Yes. I believe I can. If I wish to do so, that is." I shot back.

"Fine. Be that way!" She grumbled.

I looked down at her stubborn face and saw Nezuko when she was younger and got mad. It made my heart ache when I realized she wasn't here with me. I sighed. "Okay, if I play dress-up with you, you'll leave me alone for the rest of the day?" I questioned.

She looked up at me, hope, and joy filled in her eyes, as she exclaimed, "Yes! Yes! I promise." She then grabbed my hand, and dragged me towards the room, and pulled out the biggest, brightest, poofiest, the most out-there dress I had ever seen in my life. I gaped at her, as she giggled, and shoved the dress to me. "Wear this, then once you're done come into my room, and I'll do your makeup.

I complied, and went to the washroom, slipped on the dress, and knocked on her door. She then opened her door with an equally flamboyant dress as I was wearing, and walked into her room.

"Oh. My. God! You look so good! Now for the makeup! Now for the makeup!" She squealed.

She grabbed her makeup, and smudged all of it into my face, without hesitation, and shoved a mirror into my hand right after.

"You look so pretty! Exactly like a princess." I made a face. I'm a guy, first of all, second of all... What?

Suddenly, I heard the door open, and hear Muzan walk inside, so I froze up and covered any emotions that showed on my face.

"Daddy! Daddy! I've turned Tanjiro into a pretty princess! He's really pretty!" The little girl ran up to her father.

"Did you? If it's from my dear Mizuki-" Ah. So that was her name. "-then I'm sure it turned out perfect." Muzan patted Mizuki's head.

"Alright. Princess Tanjiro! You can come out now!" Mizuki shrieked.

As I came out and curtsied, Muzan suppressed a laugh, and suddenly I felt my face heat up. "Now. I do say, that is a pretty princess, isn't it?" He smirked.

Looking at his smile comforted me, it felt good, but after a while, I have realized I was staring at Muzan for a while, and quickly averted my gazed, but not fast enough for Muzan to not notice.

God that's cheesy. Welp. Hope you don't find it as cheesy as I do.