Quick Sand - Inosuke x Reader

Chapter Nine

A/N: Thank you guys so much for the comments and the votes! It means a lot, and encourages me to remember to keep writing! Anyways, I hope you enjoy the update~ Iki

Most of the trip to the Hashira headquarters was taken in silence. Tanjiro and Y/N both decided that it would be much faster and more efficient to simply have Y/N tail the group instead of joining them on the ground.

Occasionally, Zenitsu would hear a very faint rustle of sand, or the breaking of a twig, but he didn't think too much of it. 'Wait, sand?'

He started straining his ears in an attempt to hear it again, but the person moving around quietly behind them, caught onto what he was doing and released their breathing form.

"You good Zenitsu," Tanjiro asked, more out of concern for Y/N than his blonde friend. 

Zenitsu looked around carefully, until he was sure that the coast was clear.

"Y-yeah, I think so..."

Y/N sighed in relief, and looked up to see a building become bigger as they got closer. 

They were here.

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The ten Hashira surrounded the teen boys and stared at them expectantly.

"So did you find them or not?," Uzui spoke up impatiently. The rest of the group nodded in agreement. 

Just as the Zenitsu was about to speak up, Tanjiro motioned to one of the trees in the garden around them. A blur of black leaped out, and landed with a magnificent flip right in front of everyone.

"Yes, the mission was successful."

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Her wondrously deep voice sounded loudly against the walls of the garden, leaving a pleasant sound in their ears.

Inosuke and Zenitsu's eyes widened out of their sockets, while Tanjiro just smirked happily. The Hashira looked surprised, but not overly so. It appeared that they had some faith in the trio of teens.

Ubuyashiki motioned for Y/N to step under the shade. They complied and came until his hand was placed on her slumped shoulder.

"Welcome Y/N!"

"Thanks for having me," they all bowed before the important figure. A deep chuckle rang out of his throat as he motioned for everyone to rise from their knees.

"Y/N, would you do the honor of becoming a Hashira? I've heard of your great feats and I am aware of your condition, but unfortunately, I have no idea what your breathing form is," Kagaya said with a goofy side smirk.

Y/N shrugged and pulled out her sword. Sanemi grunted, he recongnized it as one of his own discarded blades.

"It's just sand," they said simply.

Zenitsu gasped, as he recalled the sand from back in the forest. So he hadn't been imagining things...

"Sand breathing, first form; Dual Dragons."

As Y/N spoke those words, two massive dragons made of sand flew out of the long katana. They then swept to her side, with their heads raised, ready to attack.

"This one's the least deadly."

With their statement, everyone there stayed silent out of fear. Meanwhile Kagaya was laughing again with a wide smile on his scarred face.

"Welcome Y/N Agatsuma, the Sand Pillar of the Hashira!"

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The other Hashiras stared at the new comer with interest. It was unusual to see a person wearing a thick mask and head to toe clothing. Although, Ubuyashiki had said something about her having a condition.

Sanemi became tired of waiting, and came up to the figure with a disgusted look on his face.

"I expect my sword back when you get a new one," he growled grumpily. Y/N gave him an odd look.

"You dumped this on the side of the road for anyone to take. What did you think I was gonna do?"

Her masked face stared down at him, emphasizing on the fact that they were about an inch taller than him. He had never felt like more of a child in his entire life. Stomping off angrily, he flipped off the others who were laughing maniacally at Y/N's response. He had a nasty habit of throwing swords around when he was displeased, so it was no surprise that Y/N found one.

"They're gonna be fun, aren't they?"

~To be Continued~