~Minutes Ago~
~Rengoku P.O.V~After killing that demon who was the leader in disguise, I put away my sword and rushed over to Aki, who fell unconscious not too long ago. I put a hand on her neck and sighed in relief when I felt a pulse, I knew that grip wasn't enough to kill someone like her, but I still worry for my beloved.
I put my haori over Aki and pick her off the ground with my two hands; I don't think there's another demon in this place; Aki would have tasted something foul in the air. I also wouldn't feel comfortable leaving her in a room unguarded, unknowing if a demon will randomly come out while I'm not here.
I walk down the narrow hall a few doors down until I reach the last room; I use my foot to slide it open; I peek inside and was glad to see there was no demon here. I shut the screen door once inside the empty room; I lay Aki down and find a spare pillow in the room. I slightly lift her head and slide it under; this should be more comfortable than the wooden, dusty floor.
This room had at least one window, so not only was fresh air coming in, there was a little sunlight too. I sit nearby Aki and wait until she wakes up, I try staring outside the window, but I always catch myself staring at Aki from the corner of my eye. "Tea..." Aki mumbles in her sleep, "...hanami..." Why is Aki listing the names of food? Is she hungry?
I then remember that Aki has only had Hanami Dango when we went to the festival all those years ago. Is she having a dream of that night? I smile a little as I too, start to get small pictures of that night; Aki was so tiny back then my father had to lift her to look over a counter. When I won her that stuffed animal, it must have been the first time in years that she smiled, and when she took a bite of the Dango, she did it again.
I gently brush some strands of hair from her face as she sleeps; I feel my heart warm up again as I see her faintly smiling. It's such a warm, gentle, and genuine expression. Although we both go on missions together a majority of the time, Aki doesn't smile; she blushes and faints instead.
I get a little red once I realize I was staring at Aki again, I avert my eyes, but I can't keep them off her for long. Aki is so enthralling; sometimes, I wonder how she hasn't caught me staring at her. I brush some hair away from her forehead and gulp a little; my heart starts to beat faster as I lean my head down to her.
I don't know why I'm so nervous about placing a small peck on Aki's forehead; this would be the second time I kissed her; the first was a complete accident. I freeze up when I see Aki is now awake staring at me with wide eyes, "uh," Was all I could say; my face started to redden as well, "uh..." I say again.
Rengoku?" Aki says as her face starts to redden quicker than mine, "why...why is your face so close to mine?"
~Aki P.O.V~
Rengoku pulls his head away and crosses his arms across his chest as he stares at me, "fever!" He yells out, "I wanted to make sure you didn't have a fever!" I put a hand on my forehead; it's warm but not enough to be considered a fever. Before I could even question what that meant, Rengoku stands up and clears his throat.
"How are you feeling?" Rengoku asks, "you didn't exactly get enough rest from the previous fight." I rub my neck and feel a little bit of pain, "I think I'll be fine," I say, "I need to rest. Sorry, I think I'd only be slowing you down, you-." I cut off my sentence when I realize Rengoku is in my face staring directly into my eyes like a hawk.
"You've never slowed me down," Rengoku says, "if I'm honest, I would probably force you to rest. Remember, Aki; you're just as much of a human as I am, even I need time to rest from time to time." He reaches up and tucks some hair behind my ear with a warm smile, "I don't like watching the people I care for to be injured," he says, "rest as much as you need, my beloved."
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My Beloved (Demon Slayer Fanfiction)
Fanfic"You will always be my beloved." "Even after death?" "Until the end of time." I never knew what love is; I used to think I wasn't worthy of deserving such a privilege; what would a worthless girl with love contribute anyways? I yearned for death e...