Demon Slayer OneShots

Akaza (pt. 2)

She knew it wouldn't be easy pretending to be in love with Douma and, on top of that, acting like they were human. But she didn't expect him to feel the need to kill her.

They were walking around the city, their arms linked, trying to find out if there were any demon slayers present in the city, and if yes, how many.

She wasn't paying attention to possible surrounding demons, so she didn't notice her lover watching her and her "husband". Douma surely didn't love her, but Akaza knew he found her rather beautiful.

"Douma-sama, I think there are two demon slayers, two o'clock." she told upper moon two. He hummed and pulled her along, his eyes fixated on two women that walked into a dark alleyway.

"Douma-sama, now is not the time for that." she tried pulling him away, trying to prevent him from abandoning his job for the pleasure of seeing them begging on their knees for their lives in front of him.

He let go of her arm and went after the women. Yet again, she tried pulling him away by his sleeve, making him slap her hands away. She frowned and tried convincing him to finish their job for the day.

He was getting annoyed by the way she interrupted him and once he reached the alleyway, he noticed the women were gone, causing him to growl in anger.

He pulled her into the alleyway by her collar and pressed her against the wall by her throat. "I couldn't even have my meal because of you, woman." he snarled.

His fingernails grew rapidly and he was ready to kill her, only to be pulled back by his collar and being thrown against the wall he was standing in front of.

A protective arm wrapped around her waist as Akaza jumped into the air and placed her on the roof gently while glaring at Douma. "Don't you dare hurt my woman." he growled.

Douma frowned at the lower ranked upper moon before shifting his gaze to her. He noticed the way she looked at Akaza with love in her eyes and realized that the two were lovers.

"Interesting." Douma mumbled before standing up. "Did you really think this through, Akaza-san? I'm sure it wasn't your job to observe us." Douma smiled smugly at Akaza.

"It's a job I gave myself after I finished the one given to me by our master. You won't lay a finger on her, understood?" Akaza snarled. Douma held his hands up in a defensive manner.

"She's all yours." he assured. "Damn right." Akaza mumbled before putting his arm around her waist and bringing her back to their house. She hugged him tightly once he set her down.

"Thank you, Akaza." she whispered as she pressed her face into his shoulder. He pulled her closer and kissed her head before guiding her to her bed where he put her on top of him and let her rest on his chest.

He was truly in love with her, even if he hadn't told her yet. If anything had happened to her, he didn't know how he could have continued to live.

"I love you, Akaza." she mumbled against his neck. His eyes widened before he smiled and pulled her into a kiss. "I love you too."