F/n was full on crying now, while Tanjiro was caressing her head. "It's okay F/n..I'm here" He said softly. "What happened.." F/n asked.Tanjiro looked to the side and sighed. "My family was attacked by demons.. and my sister turned into one" Tanjiro muttered. F/n looked him in the eyes again, fear spread across her face. Tanjiro just gave her a tiny smile. "I'm alright though, Nezuko hasn't attacked anyone. She still knows me as her older brother" He said, rubbing the back of his head.
"I don't think I've ever seen you cry before" Tanjiro said, putting his hand on her face, wiping her tears with his thumb. F/n had no response, she just nuzzled into his touch. "Your hands.." she murmured , putting her hand overtop of his. "Why're they so rough?" She asked.
Tanjiro chuckled, "two years of hard training will really do it to you" he said with a warm smile. F/n felt her heart flutter. Their intimate moment was soon ruined when a demon appeared from the shadows. "Blegh, human affection makes me gag" it growled. F/n put her hand on her katana, "I'll handle this, stay put Tanjiro-Kun" she ordered. Tanjiro watched as she stood up and took a fighting stance.
Breath of moon, seventh form: Waning moon strike.
F/n took a deep breath as she lunged towards the demon. He didn't have time to react, before he knew it his head flew off his body. F/n put her katana back in its holster and walked back over to Tanjiro. He was still sitting where she'd left him, his eyes wide open with surprise.
"I've never heard of moon breathing" he said, his tone confused. F/n sat down beside him, "it's a style my ancestors created. I've been learning since I was young"
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"Granpaaa" F/n cooed. Her grandfather lived on a mountain side far north of her hometown. She'd often visit once a month, with her mother. "F/n what have a said about interrupting my meditation sessions with the moon" her grandfather scowled. "How do you meditate with the moon? It's so far away, and it can't even talk!" F/n protested. "It's a special type of meditation that goes along with my Moon Breathing" he informed her. "What's moon breathing?" F/n asked.Her grandfather sighed, "it's a special type of breathing that's been practiced by demon slayers in our family for generations. Usually the chosen wielder has black and white features" her grandfather said. F/n giggled, "is that why you have black and white hair and eyes?" She asked, an innocent smile spread across her face. "Yes my little moon flower, I am a chosen wielder. And so are you." He said, brushing her hair behind her ear. F/n's face was practically glowing with excitement. "Usually the technique was only able to be passed down to men, but since your father didn't get it, the ability was passed onto you." He said with a warm smile. "You are to next successor of the Moon breathing technique."
"How did we even learn how to do this stuff, it seems so complicated!" F/n complained. Her grandpa just smiled at the little one, "I'll tell you the story. Come on, let's get you into bed" her grandfather said and took her hand. He led her into her room and tucked her in.
"Long ago, when the first demon appeared. A man, named Yoriichi Tsugikuni created the first ever breathing technique. Sun breathing. Back then, your great great great grandfather was acquainted with this man, and Yoriichi taught him sun breathing. It's said only chosen wielders are able to use sun breathing, so your great grandfather developed an alternative breathing style. Moon Breathing. That's how our family became some of the first users of breathing." F/n's grandpa said, kissing her forehead. "Sleep well little one"
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"Can you stand? We should be making our way back up the mountain" she said standing back up. Tanjiro was able to stand, and walked along side her.{the final selection: day 7}
Tanjiro and F/n neared the top of the mountain, they saw more people there too. Only six people, including themselves, survived the final selection. The same children from the first day appeared up front.
"Congratulations, we're pleased to see that you're safe."
"So? What am I supposed to do now" Someone scowled, he had a black mohawk and a giant scar on his face. "Where's my sword" he asked.
"First, we shall issue you uniforms. We will take your measurements, after which your rank will be engraved."
"There are ten ranks in all,
Kinoe, kinoto
Hinoe, hinoto
Tsuchinoe, tsuchinoto
Kanoe, kanoto
Mizunoe, mizunoto.""Currently, you are at the lowest rank, mizunoto."
"And our swords?" The scar face asked again. F/n was starting to get pissed off by his nagging.
"Today, we will let you choose the ore for your swords. However, the swords will take ten to fifteen days to complete"
"Are you kidding me.." the boy scowled.
"But first.." the white haired girl clapped twice, and crows flew down from the sky. "We will now assign each of you your own Kasugai Crow"
"A Kasugai Crow.?" Tanjiro said confusingly, his crow perched on his wrist.
"These Kasugai Crows can be used primarily for communication."
A boy with yellow hair had a sparrow, rather than a crow on his finger. F/n let out a slight giggle.
"Don't give me that crap!" The scar face yelled, and started swinging his arm to get the crow off. F/n glared in his direction, the vibrations he was giving off were violent. "Who the hell cares about some stupid crow!?" He yelled and started walking over to the girl. "Oi!" F/n yelled as the scar face grabbed the girls head, pushing her down. "I want a sword you hear?" He barked. "Gimme one right now! The demon slayers sword, the color changing one!" He bossed.
F/n walked over to him and grabbed his arm which was grasping the girls hair. "Let go of her." F/n ordered, she was giving him a death stare. Her eyes seemed to pierce through his soul. "Ehh??". F/n growled, "take your hand off her, or I'll break your arm" F/n hissed. "Who the hell are you?" He yelled. "Let's see you try it" he said, with a challenging snicker.
Her grip tightened around his wrist, he yelped and stepped back in pain. He just stared at her with disbelief. Tanjiro walked up to the two of them and stepped between them. "Stop this, they weren't finished talking" he said, scowling at the scar face.
"Are you finished chatting?" The black haired boy asked. "Yes, please continue!" Tanjiro said, his facial expression changing completely.
"Now then, please select an ore" the black haired boy said. Everyone walked up to the table holding the ore. Everyone just stared at the different pieces, how do we know which one to select, F/n thought to herself. Then it hit her. She slammed her hand on the table and felt each ore vibrate, everyone just stared at her like she was crazy. She chose the ore that had the strongest vibration.
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Night fall was upon the group, Tanjiro and F/n began their descent down the mountain. F/n didn't take her eyes off the stars, she kept taking deep breaths in of fresh air. Tanjiro admired how beautiful she looked in the moonlight, it really complimented her eyes.When they reached the bottom of the mountain, Tanjiro put his hands on her shoulders. "We have to part ways now, I need to go back to my master, and my sister" Tanjiro told her. "But..you said you'd never leave again" F/n said looking to the ground. "I know, we'll meet up again soon, I promise. But for now, take this as a farewell gift". Tanjiro slowly lifted F/n's chin so she was looking straight at him.
He placed a soft peck on her lips. His lips are so soft.. F/n thought. A blush covered her face. "I'm sorry-" he said, clearly embarrassed by his previous actions. "I shouldn't hav-" his sentence was cut off when F/n pulled his collar towards her, their lips meeting once again.
He placed his hands softly on the sides of her face, leaning deeper into the kiss. F/n never wanted their lips to leave one another. But eventually they parted, a string of saliva between them. They both laughed as they hugged one more time, then ran off in separate directions.
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꧁𝑆𝑢𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛꧂ |Tanjiro X Reader|
FanfictionF/n, a nobel girl, nicknamed the jewel of Okurama, becomes quite fond of a simple guy who lives on a mountain side and sells charcoal for living. They hang out every day, laughing and talking to each other while he sells charcoal. F/n's family doesn...