The Mission | Sanemi X Giyuu | Demon Slayer

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Giyuu's pov. 

Please... Please... Let this be over soon...

In seeing his haori split in two, he felt pain and anger that could not be described. His emotions could not be expressed in any other way. Cursing under his breath, the strength in his body slowly drained out. Giyuu could not turn back on their agreement after Douma emptied out so much blood from his body.  If unconscious, he thought perhaps this would be a better way to handle the deal. As a result, he would not need to remember any of it.

Giyuu's head nodded up and down and in and out of consciousness as he watched the demon's face brighten in pure bliss and pleasure. Douma's skin came in contact with Giyuu's chin as he grabbed it tightly, staring into Giyuu's half-open expressionless eyes. Douma dug his fingers into Giyuu's hair, roughly grabbing it until his expression became somewhat lively with anger again. The hairpin which Sanemi bought for him, landed on the ground with a thud. 

"Hmm? Don't look at me like that with those eyes. You'll just make me more excited!" Douma exclaimed. 

"I can't fucking wait when you get sent to hell," Giyuu said in a low tone. 

"Ahh, I don't have to worry about that. My power allows me to sustain myself for years and years on. Perhaps, you should become a demon."

"Don't get too vain. Even if I die, there will always be a way for the other slayers to defeat you."

"I suppose... But let me get this straight. You're not getting saved tonight! Why? Because who would want to save their friend when they've submitted themselves to a demon. They might as well think you turned into one."

"Shut up! Just fucking get it over with."

"Haha! Impatient aren't we? Just wait till you how good it feels to get fucked."

As the buttons on his uniform came loose, the cold air felt stronger on his chest. Closing his eyes tightly, he thought of anything else he could have at the time. He thought of how long Sanemi could last until Douma's outrageous antics would finally come to an end. At that moment, he also found himself recalling Sanemi's rare smiles. 

From a distance, soft crunching sounded from behind. He heard a pattern of footsteps he had slowly begun to come more familiar with. It belonged to a woman whose face constantly had her face plastered with a smile even if she wasn't particularly happy. In fact, her heart raged with anger when it came to demons. Especially, this one in particular. 

She's back? Or did she ever even leave? 

"Get your hands off of him!" Shinobu shouted out. 

With Douma's distracted and startled expression, Giyuu found the opportunity to use whatever strength he had to escape from his grasp. Bending on his knees he leaped into the air. With one swift powerful kick, he dented Douma's face inwards and landed on the ground. In an instant, Douma's face regenerated. 

Picking up the two swords that had fallen onto the ground, he came to Sanemi's side immediately. Seeking to meet Shinobu's face, he saw that her veins were throbbing with anger. She unsheathed her stinger sword quickly, pointing it directly into Douma's face. With her other hand, she grasped her butterfly haori tightly. There was something in Giyuu that told him she already knew who he was. 

"This just got interesting! A female Hashira! A beautiful one too. Should you be the one to satisfy my hunger?" Douma chuckled with new excitement. 

"Only if you dare to do so, you would have to suffer," Shinobu said with her voice quivering. 

"Haha! I see... You know something seems to be bothering you."

"Anything bothering me? You're the one who killed my sister right? Don't you recognize this haori?"

"Hm? Ahh! Do you mean that Flower Breath girl from before? What a beauty and a sight. I still regret it to this day that I hadn't killed her any earlier. If only the sun hadn't permitted me from devouring her."

"Now that I know it really is you, I will fucking kill you." 

"Ha! Let's see about that."

Giyuu rose to his feet, grasping the swords tightly, ready to give away all his strength despite his head being dizzy due to the lack of blood in his system. Now that Shinobu is present and capable, two conscious Hashira would be enough. He blinked a couple of times before his vision became somewhat clear. 

"Tomioka-san! Get out of here! Shinazugawa-san needs you."

"Yes, but I have to help you defeat him."

"Not in your state! Just look at yourself!"

"Bu-"

"I'll be fine! I have to do this myself... For the sake of my older sister." 

Shinobu slowly nodded to Giyuu, her expression revealed a hint of sadness. He quite already knew he would be more of a hindrance than a help. As he held the swords, he clenched his teeth and lifted Sanemi's weight onto his back. He stepped away from the sight, picking up his speed as he ran into the forest in hopes of finding the town. Not once did he look back on the cries of battle behind him.