"It must be hard being like this~"
Inosuke x Reader:
Y/N, the notorious demon slayer who works outside of the demon slayer corps.
Y/N, the girl who throws curveballs every ten seconds.
Y/N, the girl Inosuke missed with all his heart.
What happens wh...
A/N: I know I'm really early into the book, but I'd really appreciate it if you guys commented and tell me what you think. It helps my writing and positive feedback always encourages me to write more. Thanks for reading and enjoy the chapter! - Iki
'I hope you boys are prepared....'
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Inosuke waited patiently while Yukisane gave Tanjiro some detailed clues as to the location of Y/N. He couldn't wait to see them again. Just the prospect of seeing her face after so many years brought a joyous smile to his face. (Even though no one could see it because of his mask.)
"Arigato, Yukisane. This was all a great help," Tanjiro thanked the moody bartender and motioned for the others to follow him. Zenitsu hid behind Inosuke for a first, for fear that Yukisane might kill them with their backs turned.
"Relax, I'm not gonna kill you," the older man rolled his eyes and turned away.
The blondie smiled in relief, no longer hanging off of Inosuke.
"Yet."
An evil grin spread across his face, as Zenitsu easily jumped three meters in the air.
"Goodbye demon slayers, make sure Y/N is safe no matter what."
Inosuke nodded in agreement, pushing the others out of the doorway.
"Will do, Yuciane."
'He's just like you described Suna...'
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Y/N moved swiftly under the cover of night, thankful for the warm layers that sometimes made life so inconvenient. Her sword dangled at her side, bumping softly against the skirt of her outfit.
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A/N: This is what I picture her sword as. I saw it and I was like 'Holy shit- this is exactly what I was looking for.' So that's what I did lol.
The night was so peaceful, if only there weren't demons running every which way in an attempt to kill some humans. One might think that because Y/N was a half demon, that she would enjoy the company of demons, but they would be completely wrong.
"Fuck you Muzan," she whispered to herself as she saw a demon before her attacking another innocent person. One also might think that once Tamayo created a cure, that Y/N would be cured. They also would be completely wrong.
Y/N was an experiment.
An experiment created by Muzan.
The only thing they wanted in life was to kill him, then take their own life, or simply hide from everyone in existence.
Her eyes were glassed over, as she cleanly decapitated the demon's head without even using any of her breathing forms. The villager stared at her with wide eyes.
'Shit.'
Y/N had forgotten to pull her mask back up over her face to cover the fangs that stood out noticeably. She held her hands up after she put her sword back in the sheath as a sign of peace. The man then nervously bowed in thankfulness before running away in terror.
Unfortunately, they tended to have that affect on people. They sighed, then began running back on track to get to their destination. She could hide out there for a little while, till she found a better way to evade her pursuers.
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Tanjiro had been following the odd scent that had always clung to Y/N's slightly lanky frame. Probably the best way to describe it would be vanilla, with a hint of rose, and just a bit of sweat.
They might be gaining on her quicker than expected, considering Tanjiro was a master tracker at this point. The group walked slowly along a very overgrown path, that ran alongside a thick forest.
"They probably went through the forest, but judging by the smells, following this path should likely take us to the same place at the end. It smells like there are a bunch of demons in the forest so it's best we avoid them," Kamado explained to Zenitsu who was trying to find out what Y/N sounded like.
The blondie turned around to Inosuke who was surprisingly walking slowly at the back of the pack. He was even carrying Nezuko for a change. What had Y/N done to him?
"You knew her at one point, what does she sound like?"
Inosuke looked up with a clouded expression on his face, finally registering that someone was trying to talk to him. He hesitated for a moment, thinking to back when he saw the amazing person every day.
"Well, she sound like an angel. It are slightly entrancing, but it was odd since Y/N was always very long and lean. Almost an half a foot taller then me back in the day. I cans remembers when they try to teaches me proper grammers."
"Well it appears, she didn't succeed," Zenitsu sweat-dropped. Tanjiro just smiled, it was so obvious Inosuke was in love with the person they were sent to retrieve. It gave him even more motivation to find her.
He shook Inosuke's shoulder, as he kept muttering incoherent Japanese. Inosuke looked up into the kind eyes of the former.
"Don't worry Inosuke, we'll definitely find her for you. Hearing you talk about them, just shows how much you love her."
The dark-haired boy turned bright red under his mask. He then pushed Tanjiro off of him, and took the lead, stomping off.
