My Little Lily (Gyutaro x reader)

Chapter Seven

*Gyutaro POV*

It hurt. Why the hell did it hurt? She didn't have a problem staring at me before and now she's avoiding any eye contact.

Why is it bothering me?

Placing my sickle under her chin and slowly lifting up her head, making sure to not hurt her.

Her green eyes staring back into mine without hesitation. She didn't show fear like everyone else. There was determination, kindness, and what got to me the most...

Curiosity.

Searching her eyes for my own answers.

Maybe I liked the attention. It wasn't harmful, there's no trace of hate or disgust.

Daki scoffed "are you done? Why are you even here?"

'Why am I here...?' I lowered my sickle away from her neck but never breaking my focus. She was observing my face. It didn't make me feel sick. I wanted to welcome this new feeling but what happens if I get too used to it?

My dear little sister got in my face "well?" She was growing impatient quickly. Silly girl. I couldn't help but smile at my sister. Wanting to distract her from my own curiosity about the girl.

"I've noticed a demon slayer has been poking around. I don't think he's aware of us but he's been going to different houses" she perks up, smiling evilly. "I hope it's a hashira! I've been so bored lately!" She turns away from me and looks up. "I'll be back. It's your turn to watch that thing anyways"

The girl scoffs quietly. Luckily Daki didn't hear her otherwise that would've been an argument. She left without another word, the end of the sash turning limp and now flowing softly in the air.

I turned my attention back to the girl. I slowly reach behind her and unbind her hands, then proceed to do the same with her feet. Her eyes never leaving me, watching my every move. It made me feel strange having her attention but...

I liked it.

I observed her actions. She was confused but looked grateful. Rubbing her wrists, they were stained with blood. "You were trying to escape" my body reacted before I could think. Grabbing her wrists gently and staring at the wounds she inflicted on herself.

I took notice that she didn't flinch at my touch. Most people wouldn't let me get this close to them. They would scream if I laid a finger on them. But she remained calm.

"No offense to you or your sister...." I glance at her for a second only to look back down at her wrists, noticing they were healing.

"But that sash thing creeps me out. It reminds me of a snake and umm..." I look up at her again, she was biting her lip out of nervousness? Her face was tinted red. Why was she blushing? Or maybe she's mad that I'm touching her?

I frowned, my grip slowly tightening around her wrists, waiting for her to continue. She flinched slightly but spoke quickly.

"I-I'm afraid of s-snakes!"

My anger washed away.

My grip softened.

And I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is that all? What a funny reason" she looked offended, courage filled her eyes as she yanked her arms away and got close to my face. "Now listen here! You can't make fun of someone whose scared of something! You don't know the reasoning!"

She distances herself, folding her arms and looks away. I smiled, she was interesting to me. "I'm sure you have a fear....everyone does...." I felt myself frown as I was pulled into my own thoughts.

'Do I fear anything? I'm apart of the upper six, I have nothing to fear'

"Everyone fears me instead" my eyes widened, realizing I said that last part out loud.

The girl scoffs, catching me by surprise. "Well, I don't fear you. At least you haven't given me a reason to."

My body reacted, hand on her shoulder; pressing her up against the wall. Sickle at her neck; drawing blood. The reaction she gave me wasn't what I was expecting.

Though her eyes held no fear but determination, they also held a sadness. "If killing me makes you feel better, then do it." Her eyes started to swell a little, tears forming. "I'm just a freak of nature who has no idea where I came from"

I lowered the sickle, she caught me off guard. Not once have I ever found someone that felt like an outcast. But what she said triggered a memory.

Children and adults calling me names, pushing me away and constantly hitting me. A woman who looks like Daki, would hit me constantly.

Closing my eyes tightly and holding my head. "What are these memories? They're not mine!" I was panicking, the feeling of fear was unknown to me but at the same time, like it was the only thing I knew. I took several steps away from the girl.

I felt scared.

These memories can't be mine.

They belong to someone else!

"MAKE IT STOP!"

As I yelled those words out, the vision stopped almost immediately. I felt warm hands against my own and a quiet voice whispering out, only hearing the last bit.

"Calm mind...."

Relaxing, I slowly open my eyes and see the girl in front of me. Eyes closed and focused. I noticed a blue aura surrounding us. The smell of lilies were in the air. "What is this....?" She opened her eyes, the once green eyes turned a shade of blue and she smiled gently.

"It's part of my demon art. I've only learned a little bit of it so far. If I can make direct contact with a human or demon, I can help them relax. Their ill intentions disappear, it doesn't last very long with hungry demons though. I only have a few minutes to escape before their original emotion comes back."

Her face softens "but I noticed it works well to stop the fear of a nightmare or a bad memory" There was no longer any sign of sadness in her eyes, only a gentleness. Even as her eyes changed back to green, the emotion remained the same. She removed her hands from mine, leaving me feeling an emptiness.

Maybe it was a hunger.

Whatever the feeling, I didn't understand it. What I knew was that I didn't want her to stop. I wanted her to stay close.

I wanted her.