Creation- Demon slayer fanfic

Chapter 7

I wake up to Inosuke and Zenitsu screaming.

" Fight me!" Inosuke shouts, chasing Zenitsu around.

I find Tanjiro and the children burying the corpses from inside the mansion. The demon slayer's sword is laying next to me still. Maybe it should be buried with its owner, out of respect. I stand up, legs numb. The sun hurts my eyes as I step out into the light. That overwhelming pain is gone and only a slight fuzzy feeling is left.

" Oh hey Aku! Did you sleep well?" Tanjiro asks when he sees me.

I nod and present him with the sword.

" It should be with its holder, " I say.

Tanjiro smiles and takes the sword. He puts it into the demon slayer's hand softly. 

" What are you guys doing?" Inosuke asks bewildered.

" Having a burial," Tanjiro responds quietly as if not to disturb the resting corpses.

A look of confusion crosses Inosuke's eyes. 

" You should help out too, " Tanjiro says with a blank face, " there's still a dead body in the mansion. You should go with Zenitsu."

Inosuke grumbles and stomps towards the mansion. Zenitsu follows him reluctantly and they disappear into the house. Tanjiro pulls me off to the side and into the forest.

" Stay here," he commands to the kids.

They do as they're told as we walk off. As soon as we're far enough away, Tanjiro stops and turns to me.

" Your hands look like how mine did after using my breathing technique too much," he says excitedly.

I nod and stare at the ground.

" I fought a demon in the dark and after I killed it I felt horrible. My bones were numb and my head was pounding in my skull."

He puts a hand to his face and holds his chin. I hate presenting weaknesses I think. Saying what I just did there sent a shiver through my spine.

" It sounds like an overuse as well..." he trails off.

We stand in silence as we ponder about what could've happened.

" How did you find the demon? Because I imagine it was a demon with a blood demon jutsu."

" Through sound and scent."

He nods.

" Did you feel anything? Like flames, water, y'know," Tanjiro asks.

" I could only smell blood and a lot of my own."

At this, he looks surprised and starts muttering to himself.

" Is there a blood breathing technique? I don't know, I've never heard of it before, but maybe it's a new thing or very few are able to use it..."

He quiets down. Blood breathing? Sounds ridiculous, not going to lie.

" For now, we'll keep it in the back of our minds. I'm not sure if it really was a breathing technique, so don't mention it."

Tanjiro finishes his sentence and walks off in the direction of the mansion. He's not sure? I'd never even picked up a sword before I met him. Now he thinks after a day I can use a breathing technique with no training whatsoever?

After a while, I follow his footsteps back to the mansion. By the time I get back, the last body has been buried and the sun is setting. The children, Tanjiro and Zenitsu are standing over the graves, hands together and at their chests. Inosuke is ramming his head into a tree over and over.