Until We Meet Again (Tanjiro x Kanao)

Butterflies

Sweat dropped down Tanjiro's face as he panted for air. Dirt lined his pale cheeks along with the gentle hands that clutched his knees. "Congratulations. You have passed final selection, Tanjiro Kamado." The young girl with white hair praised.

Tanjiro let go of his knees, raising his head to meet her gaze. He gave her a soft smile, slipping out a short but sweet thank you before walking over to one of the benches that lined the empty fire pit.

Tanjiro sat next to a yellow haired boy with orange tips. "are you alright?" Tanjiro asked, noticing his trembling body. "NO!" The blonde squealed. "IM GONNA DIE!"

"No you're not! You've already made it past final selection, and that already says enough about your capability," Tanjiro complimented, throwing his arm around the yellow haired boys shoulder. "My names Tanjiro Kamado!"

"Zenitsu Agatsuma," He practically yelled.

"Nice to meet you," Tanjiro spoke quickly. "But you need you quiet down!"

Tanjiro shifted his gaze once he saw Zenitsu's shoulders ease up. He locked eyes with a black haired girl who was wearing a green and pink butterfly accessory to hold her hair in a ponytail. Though Tanjiro wouldn't like to admit it, he found comfort in the girl's beautiful purple eyes.

She turned her gaze away, facing the twins who began talking.

"Congratulations to everyone who passed final selection," The black haired twin started.

"We can't wait to see you students become-" The white haired one continued, before she felt a cold hand make contact with the top of her head, grabbing a fistful of her hair. She kept the same emotionless expression as the boy with a mohawk shook her back and forth, yelling something about his sword.

"Hey! Get your dirty hands off of her!" Tanjiro shouted, his voice cracking slightly. "Or what?" Genya asked, turning his intense stare to meet Tanjiros burgundy eyes.

"Or I'll break your arm!" He yelled, balling his hands up into a tight fist.

Kanao admired his bravery to stand up to someone, especially someone who looked quite intimidating.

Tanjiro held a tight grip on Genya's arm, causing the boy to grit his teeth in pain until he couldn't take it anymore. He let go of the white haired twin before stumbling back from Tanjiro.

"I shall continue," The white haired girl spoke softly. "We very much look forward to seeing you students become strong demon slayers one day. Possibly even hashiras, I see that potential in a lot of you."

"Your crazy brave for sticking up to him like that, let alone breaking his arm!" Zenitsu admired.

"Thanks Agatsuma!" Tanjiro smiled, clasping his hands together.

"Agatsuma? Just call me Zenitsu,"

"In that case, call me Tanjiro!"

"Here on this table is a collection of ores. Choose the one that you feel drawn to the most," The black haired twin spoke with a monotone voice.

"The one that you choose is the one that will be used to make your nichirin blades." The white haired one continued, gesturing her small hand towards the table.

Tanjiro studied a piece of dark green ore, twisting and turning it in his hand gently. He ran his finger across one of the small pink swirls that reached from the top right corner all the way to the top left.

His stomach clenched and tingled, he felt what most people would call butterflies.

"I like this one," Tanjiro blurted out, reaching his hand out to show the twins.

Kanao stared blatantly at the cyan colored ore in front of her. She silently admired the small burgundy patches that aligned the stone. She hesitantly reached her hand down into her pocket, digging through trying to find her coin.

She held the coin in between her curved pointer finger and under her thumb. She flicked it high into the air, watching it spin and turn.

Heads mean this is the one.

Tails means it isn't.

Kanao thought, watching the suns rays shine bright on her coin.

She felt a slight sting in her hand, quickly opening her fingers to reveal that the coin had landed on heads. She shoved her coin back into her pocket before reluctantly scooping up the ore off the table.

"I'll take this one," she spoke with a small voice.