Seventh Moon

Akaza: Dreams and Memories

[A/N: Hi! It's been a while! A lot of things happened irl, so I sadly had to take a break. Anyway, I will try to post regularly. Tryyyyyyy. Also, who else is pumped to finally see the entertainment district arc animated??? It just so happen that this chapter's events are the same as the latest episode! I hope I could post weekly, to keep up with the anime. Anyway, I hope you're all well, and as usual, thank you! Thank you for reading, votes, and comments!]

          I can't recall how sunlight feels against my skin. Was it warm like freshly baked bread? Or was it as hot as licks of fire, tickling the skin as it burns its way deep into the flesh to bite into the bone? Being a demon, I couldn't just reach out and let sunlight touch my skin. As I am now, there was no way for me to find the answer myself. So why was Nezuko able to stand directly under it without burning into a crisp?

It didn't feel like a dream, no. It's a vision – I was having a vision, I'm sure of it. Nezuko stood in the middle of a field – lush and green, and bathed in sunlight. She wasn't smoking – not bursting into flames. She was perfectly fine. If it weren't for her eyes and hair, one would think she was human again. And this being a vision meant that this will happen. Nezuko is a demon that would conquer the sun.

Suddenly, my vision of Nezuko faded – as if it was all just fog being blown away. This new scene was much more confusing. Akaza stood in front of me looking completely devastated; utterly heartbroken. His cheeks were tear-stained; eyes almost bloodshot due to the amount of crying he seemed to be doing. Why was he crying?

I stepped towards him; hand raised to wipe his tears yet he shook his head. He opened his mouth but no sound came out – no, he was saying something, I just couldn't hear it for some reason. Then my sight blurred, making me realize I was crying as well. A deep feeling of hurt and betrayal wrapped around my heart, squeezing it but also ripping it apart. I hoped it was just a dream and not a vision.

"Hhhmm mmhm!"

I was suddenly somewhere else. And it was carnage. Blood and limbs littered the floor, and barely anyone had any time to scream before they were cut into pieces and were added to the pile of the dead. It was horrible yet it smelled appetizingly sweet to me. It smelled like a feast, sweet and mouthwateringly-delicious. A grotesque monster – Kibutsuji Muzan – stood over the mountain of corpses.

"Mmmhmm!"

"Ah! Nezuko-chan?" Her brows were wrinkled in concern, and while I couldn't completely understand what she was trying to say, I'd wager she was worried. I patted her head, making her lean into my hand and look completely content. "Sorry, did I wake you? Seems like I was having a dream." It wasn't just a dream, though. It was a vision, I'm sure of it.

That's not good. Kibutsuji on a murder spree is never a good thing. Nezuko conquering the sun is complicated since it meant that there's also a chance for Kibutsuji to be able to do that as well. I better tell Ubuyashiki-sama about this. As for Akaza...

"Y/N-chan!"

"Ah!"

"Mmmhh!"

How in the world could someone slam open a sliding door? Kyojuro did it loudly so, surprising Nezuko and me. He laughed, hearty and loudly before apologizing. "Sorry about that, let me just put back this door..." "Mpft! Mpft!" Nezuko angrily lectured him before crawling over to her box and hiding inside it. Kyojuro and I just exchanged looks before quietly giggling.

Kyojuro sat beside me, a warm and friendly presence right by my side. I'm glad things turned out the way they did. Reuniting with him was possibly one of the best things to ever happen. And to think that he and Akaza actually do get along is really nice. Well, at least I think they get along – in between those silly showdowns they keep on having.