Quick Sand - Inosuke x Reader

Chapter Five

Y/N was determined to never be caught.

Inosuke was equally as determined to find her, and so the chase began.

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A few days had passed since Y/N had originally fled from Yukisane's bar. Almost the entire trip, she hadn't taken any breaks, so eventually she stopped at a small cabin that she had run into along the way. The door was broken, but no demons seemed to be in the area, so she was safe.

"Damn."

The entire place was completely ransacked. Beams were ripped out of the walls, and the floor was a wreck. Chairs were overturned, thrown all over the room, like a tornado had come through the building. At least it looked structurally sound, so Y/N decided to set up camp for the night.

After a few minutes, they had a fire going, and she sat down to sort out her game plan.

What was she going to do if/when Inosuke and the others saw or met her?

~Flashback~

"Y/N, I need to go back up to visit my employer. Do you wanna come?"

Her father looked down at her expectantly, she never ever said no. The little girl smiled a toothy grin, and nodded excitedly.

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This time, Inosuke was the one searching for Y/N. He scampered around searching for her, even though he was freezing cold. When she came, that meant warmth so he didn't mind.

He heard noises, so Inosuke slipped behind a bush and watched a tall man holding Y/N's hand before walking off in another direction 

The minute he disappeared, Y/N crunched through the thick snow immediately finding the boy. She clucked her tongue disapprovingly.

"You know that you can't hide from me right?"

Inosuke just looked up at her with a pout, and with a sigh, she draped her coat around his small form. His eyes lit up immediately, snuggling into the warmth of the clothing.

"You're such a baby..."

All of a sudden, Inosuke grabbed her by her waist and buried himself in her arms. A blush settled over her slightly chubby face, but she was happy nonetheless.

"Wuv you," the boy mumbled under his breath.

~End of Flashback~

Inosuke inwardly cringed at that memory, even though it was one of his favorites. He definitely couldn't do that to Y/N now that he was fifteen.

Then, he decided that he would do whatever he felt like doing in the moment. It seemed like a good idea to him.

Tanjiro simply looked on with a confident smile, and Zenitsu was concerned that his friend was actually thinking for once.

It was scary.

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At last, Y/N saw a massive European style house in the middle of no where. They let out a relieved sigh, for she had reached her mother's home.

A woman rushed towards the door, looking up to see a tall person with a mask right outside of it. They gave and awkward wave, then pushed their way into the building. The woman huffed indignantly.

"And just who do you think you are?"

"I'm Y/N, Saitou Haru's daughter."

Another woman came running down the massive staircase, and skidded to a stop right in front of Y/N. She sweatdropped and sighed, knowing about the incoming attack.

"Y/N!!! Akachan!!! Welcome home!!!," she threw her arms around Y/N, giving her a bone crunching hug.

"H-hi, Mom... I c-can't brea-"

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"Holy shit, I think my back's blown out."

"It'll make your waist slimmer," Saitou sighed in disappointment. The former just rolled their eyes, and turned their attention back to the overly sweet food in front of her.

"Why is this stuff so sweet?" Y/N made a disgusted face at the pastries before them.

"Because, a woman must be sweet in all aspects."

"I'm not a woman..."

Haru shook her head, and stood Y/N up.

"You have boobs," she pressed Y/N's nipples, while they jerked uncomfortably. "You have a vagina." 

Luckily, she didn't do anything about that...

"Therefore, you are a woman who needs a husband immediately."

"I can get a partner when I think I'm ready to get a partner."

"I was married by your age."

"Yeah, to a crazy psychotic demon who made you fuck a human in an science lab to make me as an experiment!"

"Don't talk about Muzan like that," her voice dripped down to a low octave, but Y/N didn't even care at this point. They knew that they had come here to hide from Inosuke and the others, but they couldn't bear to be around Saitou any longer.

"I'm leaving," they said abruptly.

"Fine, you mutt. Come back when you need to run away from your old boyfriend again."

Y/N rolled her eyes, and then ran out of the door, leaving the other demons in her wake. Saitou sat on her cushion a moment longer, before lying down on her bed, contemplating what just happened.

Y/N fled as fast as humanly (or demonly) possible. Every single bone in their body hated that she had gotten her blood demon art from her mother. That meant that they sort of shared a gift, and most of the time they didn't want a thing to do with her.

So Y/N only visited Saitou Haru when they had to. They had thought that maybe she would be able to handle it this time, since it had been a few years. However, nothing had changed. Her mother didn't accept her, and was still madly in love with the monster that had made her life living hell.

She couldn't love that woman, no matter how hard she tried. Not to mention the fact, that she had only been born because her mother was in a harem and expendable. God knows how many wives Muzan has.

All of a sudden, they tripped on their own feet. Her knees buckled and fell to the ground. A scream left her lips as all the things that could go wrong, was. 

Why did everything hurt so bad?

Why could they sustain a mortal wound and not care, and yet this is too painful to bear?

"Why can't this all just be over..."

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A certain blue haired boy looked over the edge of a cliff the group was traveling along, and saw a covered figure screaming into the darkness. Something about the scene resonated with him, and he felt like joining that figure, but he knew he couldn't.

"Me too, person down there.... Me too...."

~To be Continued~