The water hashira and the flame little brother

Chapter 1

The sun was shining the birds were chirping the people in the small town was happy and some was less unfortunate and had started their day with a rough morning or maybe they were just lack in spirit? The feeling of having to wake up from you're comfortable bed only to get ready for work or whatever people did in the morning

No one had to worry about any demons attacking them looking to fill their own needs -hunger- since demons were only allowed to appear at night thankfully the demon hunters slay them while civilians get to have a peaceful sleep

No one had to worry about someone close to them dying from a demon truth to be told most people didn't believe Demons even existed

Demons were evil creatures that once was humans they wore the same skin and once was normal but that was before they decided to sell their soul to the devil and is cursed with endless hunger and bloodlust wanting power more and more

Was there even a Demon out there who wasn't cruel? Who hadn't lost their humanity? Killing everything in its path including its own family

There was a boy who lost the person most important to them by a Demon the last words they have spoken had been a promise

"I'll come back"

Said the boy older brother a promise that was made a promise he had intended to keep for he always kept Promise to his younger brother

Looking back on it now fate was a bitch and was laughing their ass off they watched the promise be made as they knew that would be the last time the two brothers even met again

Until the after life

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"Shut up crying you useless excuse of a son" he hated this day Senjuro  thought while tears rolled down his bruised cheeks he wished his father was a better person like his older brother who had died never returning for his mission leaving Senjuro alone with their drunken abusive father

"Did you not hear what I said" his father began to raise his hand the young Renguko shut his eyes tightly he couldn't control himself as more tears leaked from his eyes down his face tasting salty in his mouth Senjuro father hand slapped him across the face for the second time today the sound echoed through out the cold way too large room

He lost his balanced and felled to the floor with a soft thump "you're so worthless what's the point in crying for your brother if you can't get revenge for him" his father coldly spat

It was a cruel thing to say to a child especially when the words came from the child's father

But he was right Senjuro was weak,worthless kyoujurou died and he couldn't do anything about it while he was fighting for his life Senjuro sat here cleaning thinking he would be back soon because they made a 'promise' but despite all those things that doesn't mean he didn't want revenge he want to kill that stupid demon more than anything

But Senjuro couldn't for he knows how weak he was and that what's pains him the most he can't do a damn thing but wish that monster dies by the hands of a another demon hunter

(How he wish that Hunter could be him)

Senjuro sat up his father was looking down on him like trash like he wasn't his son like he was the demon that killed his son "why couldn't you be the one who died instead" was the last thing father said to me before heading back to his room probably to drink more of his stupid disgusting smelling sake

But what he said was true why couldn't I be the one who died instead of my brother unlike him I'm worthless I'm not good at anything besides cleaning and cooking but my brother the only one who eats my meals if I died it wouldn't affect nobody but my brother but he would probably get over it and continue to slay demons and live a long life