Chains up(KNY x modern!Reader)

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And the next.. was a blur.

Tanjiro's eyes widen at their form jumping in the battle, the chains wrapping around the tree to help themselves swing over to the upper moon 3 who didn't expect to get harshly kicked on his chest.

His foot skidded on the floor, eyes glarring daggers at their form who cheekily grinned in return, chest going up and down from the exhaustion quickly running through their body.

Rengoku yelled at them to back down, to not get involved in any of this brawl. But they didn't listen, they only continued to circle around the demon who mimicked the move in return, a huge snarky grin making it's way on his face.

"You're finally playing huh?" He giggled,  eyes squinted in amusement, just feeling their exhaustion made his blood pump up in excitement, the master surely will be satisifed that he would get rid of them, that he could get rid of the little puppet of the snarly ex-upper moon 0.

Muraoka stood on the other side of the field, facing Rengoku who eyed her, eyes practically yelling at her to get (Y/n) to back out this instant, but she shook her head, looking back right at him to tell him this was all part of whatever scheme she and (Y/n) held.

Her head snapped at Akaza's form jumping straight for the human who barely dodged it, jumping back while pushing their dominant hand up in the air on the opposite side of their non-dominant hand, tips of the chains turning into a huge blade, said chains dangling in the air before turning into blade, shooting straight forward to the demon who dodged in return on his left.

This caused a continous loop of him jumping, them dodging and swinging their arm in the air to get the chains to cut him.

Soon it had to end, for they felt a sharp tug on the metal ends, eyes widening at the speed Akaza used to get up close to their own face, breath hitching before going on a huge coughing spree feeling their stomach get absolutely demolished.

And their rib just healed too, what the fuck.

Spitting out blood as they skidded on the dirty ground, Akaza jumped back to get a finishing blow, not before seeing his right hand fly off by the blades of Rengoku whose expression held practical anger.

Muraoka's finger itched, just a few more.

The pink head yelled in frustration, obviously seeing that the sun was slowly coming up from it's little sleep.

"Damnit! Let me kill them! Let me kill them!" He didn't care about the hashira at this point, if he could get (Y/n) and Muraoka, he'll suffer through the punishment the master will give. Yet Rengoku refused, going back for another attack, Akaza regenerating fast enough to block it, hysterically laughing at the attempts. Blood in his body pumping even more.

Jesus was he addicted to feeling the power.

He managed to evade another attack, gutting the Hashira away by his elbows not until feeling his own body hit the trunk of the tree, a loud hiss coming from him as he looked down at the three blades puncturing his ribs

"This bitch!"

(Y/n) let a small snort out, coughing seconds later after inhaling too much air.

Their own eyes trailed to Muraoka who gave a small nod in return.

Shakily standing up while wiping the blood trailing down their mouth away.

It really didn't go well now did it?

They felt the sharp, disgusting sound hit the bottom of their body, pupils dilated almost to a dot, blood spluttering even more out of their mouth as they slowly looked up at Akaza who held so much anger to them.

The yells they heard were muffled, everything was going dark.

They really died in the lamest way.

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