꧁𝑆𝑢𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛꧂ |Tanjiro X Reader|

꧁𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚄𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚍꧂

There was a huge gust of wind, blowing anything that wasn't connected to the ground away. The demons had flattened the battle field, giving F/n a restricted amount of places to duck behind.

She held onto a tree stump with all of her strength, trying not to get blown away too. Nezuko had been impaled yet again, being pinned to a tree.

F/n got herself together, gripping her katana tighter than ever, taking in a deep breath.

Breath of Moon, Ninth form: Reflected Sunlight

F/n launched herself at the demon impaling Nezuko, slicing off his arms along with the staff. Next was the lightning demon, she did the same thing as before, slicing its arms and staff. Her final target was the winged demon, she sliced its tongue and its wings.

They all cried out in agony, Nezukos fire and F/n's breathing style worked well with one another.

In a fit of rage, the fan demon blasted F/n with one of his powerful blows, pinning her to the ground once again. It was useless to fight against the pressure, that would only strain her more.

Nezuko showed up behind the fan demon, setting him ablaze with her flames. F/n let out a shaky breath, forcing herself to move on and try to deal with the pain.

Nezuko shook her head frantically, humming  through her bamboo muzzle.

F/n soon realized what Nezuko was so worried about when she stood up. She felt a sharp pain shoot through her body as she clutched her side, falling down on her knees.

There was a huge gash along her side, it would be fatal if she did something stupid, so continuing to fight with it would kill her.

"Shit! I cant fight like this!" F/n cursed, propping herself on her ass. She pressed on the wound as hard as she could without screaming, the demons went off to chase Tanjiro and Genya. Angry tears fell down her face as the feeling of being useless unearthed itself for the first time in a while.

F/n clenched her fists together as she stood up, wincing from the immense pain coming from her lower body.

She hobbled over to the nearest hut that still had a roof and went inside, slamming the door behind her. She propped herself up against a wall, taking a look at her side once again.

Blood dripped onto the wooden floor as F/n bit her lip, it took everything in her power to not fucking scream.

She breathed heavy as she pushed onto the wound once again, she couldn't bleed out here, not now, not without Tanjiro by her side. She couldn't die alone, Tanjiro promised she wouldn't. Was it all a lie? Was this really how it was going to end? Dying in the place that was supposed to be the safest?

"Tanjiro...help..me.." she mumbled before finally losing consciousness.

~

"The demons have been defeated! Thanks you demon hunters!" The swordsmiths applauded, each one of them crying, shaking, and hugging one another.

"This village has been broken, but we will get through, we will over come this tremendous loss!"

Tanjiro, Genya, Nezuko, and Muichiro were pulled into a hug by a crying Mitsuri. The battle was brutal and bloody, but they won. They won against the upper moons, this was a giant step for the extermination of all demons.

"Wait...Where's F/n..?" Tanjiro muttered, Nezuko was carrying him on her back.

Everyone glanced at each other, expecting someone to know where she was, but they all stared at each other silently and cluelessly.

The realization that F/n could be hurt, or even worse, dead, hit Tanjiro like a bus. He jumped off Nezukos back, attempting to find F/n's scent, but collapsed onto the ground.

He gripped the dirt in his fists, tears falling down his face as he yelled with everything he had left.

Mitsuri's heart throbbed at the sight of Tanjiro crying out for his lover. She ran over to the nearest swords smith, "We need to send people around to look for F/n-San!" She pleaded.

The sword smith nodded, clearing his throat loudly, grabbing the attention of everyone around. "We have lost a demon slayer hero! Split up into groups and search every nook and cranny of this village for a young girl with- what does she look like?.....A young girl with White and black hair!"

The sword smiths around nodded in unison, splitting up and starting the search.

Tanjiro held a helpless look on his face, "I can't imagine what she might be thinking right now if she's.." he choked on his words, "If she's still alive.."

"Ah! Tanjiro-San! Don't say stuff like that! I'm sure she's perfectly fine!" Mitsuri cried.

"If she was perfectly fine, wouldn't she be here with us right now..?" Muichiro asked, looking up into the sky. "Read the room Tokito-Kun!"

Muichiro tilted his head, "We're outside.."

"Idiot! That's not the point!"
~
Hours had passed since the search for F/n started, everyone came up empty handed. Everyone was starting to lose hope of finding her alive at this point, all except Tanjiro.

He had to plead with everyone to keep looking, they all gave in because he was just such a kind person.

Tanjiro was beating himself up over the fact that he left F/n so mindlessly, he promised to never leave her side again. Now, she could be dead because of his carelessness.