Seventh Moon

Shinazugawa Sanemi: I'll Kill You

"No..." my body felt heavy. So heavy as if it was made out of lead. Ice was flowing through my veins and my mouth was full of cotton. "No!" I managed to yell a little louder, somehow stumbling my way towards Kyojuro and Akaza-san and weakly pulling Akaza-san's arm out of Kyojuro's body.

Kyojuro grunted my name, halting my actions. I wasn't helping, I was only hurting him. I let go and was totally lost on what to do. "Y/N!" To my surprise, it was Akaza-san who called to me. "You don't want Kyojuro to die, do you?" He then turned to Kyojuro, "At this point you'll die unless I make you a demon, Kyojuro!"

Instead of saying something, Kyojuro just looked at me and smiled. And as if it was one of my visions, his speech earlier about how humans' dying is part of their beauty played in my mind. Staying human is very important for him. I have to honor that. An understanding passed between the two of us and I moved towards Akaza-san's arms again. Instead of pulling him off of Kyojuro this time, though, I made sure he'd stay put where we were.

Realization dawned on him and panic was evident on his face – especially since the early signs of dawn could be seen around us. My blood demon art made sure Akaza-san was frozen onto the ground that I could actually move out of the way and hide from the rising sun. Though, I could not find it in me to walk away from Kyojuro.

"Get out of here, Y/N!" Akaza-san yelled at me, seemingly more concerned about me than himself. The sun was slowly rising, and despite my resolve, I couldn't help feeling nervous. Kyojuro seemed to understand my intentions, though and respected it choosing to just silently nod in understanding rather than telling me to go.

I strengthened my frost more... but I was a fool. I was so stupid to have frozen only Akaza-san's arms and feet. Desperation pushed him to blow off his limbs just to get away from us and run away, screaming at me to hide from the sun as he did so. Tanjirou moved to follow him, but I was too concerned over Kyojuro. There was still a part of me who hoped that he'd live.

"Kyo-kun!" He knelt down, Akaza-san's arm still embedded in him, yet he managed to take off his haori and cover me with it. "I'm sorry, Y/N-chan. I wanted to spend more time with you..." There were so many things that I wanted to say, yet nothing came out of my mouth. Kyojuro, for someone who's dying was still flashing a smile. "You need to get out of the sun. You don't have to die here, too." His smile was so gentle as he nudged me so that I'd start moving. "Please, live."

The last thing I saw was a bloody and beaten Kyojuro smiling at me and telling me everything would be alright before joining Nezuko in her box.

But... nothing was alright.

Tanjirou, despite his injuries, left for the Rengoku estate. I wanted to come with him but I wasn't sure what to do once I see Rengoku-san. Hmm. I was at a lost at what to do now. Maybe I should just go home? What was I even doing? Well, there was one thing.

Before Tanjirou left, he told me of another peculiar demon called Tamayo-san. There was a chance that we could be humans again. It's more proof that what Kibutsuji did to me was a sickness that I could actually heal from.

Huh. Maybe I should try for that, be a human again.

"Y/N-chan! Can I have more dango please?" Zenitsu said, slowly creeping towards me. "You should really eat something aside from sweets, Zenitsu-kun!" I lectured, yet still grabbed a stick of dango for him. Maybe I should stop making these rather than tell him to stop eating. "Promise this one's your last. It's late, you should really be sleeping rather than eating this." He took a deep breath probably to prepare himself for a very loud whine when the door was roughly and loudly slid open.

"Haa!" Zenitsu and I were rightfully surprised and were also terrified when we saw who it was at the door – a very angry-looking Shinazugawa-san, or you know, a normal-looking Shinazugawa-san.