My farewell song

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Summary:

As long as he can be by Senjuro and Nezuko sides, Muichiro Tokito is contempt.
Even if it causes his demise

Work Text:
Hanahaki, the sickness of love. The one who suffers from it will find flowers growing inside their lungs, slowly blocking the airway. The only way to stop its progress is for their true love to be reciprocated.

Some people belive that everyone suffers from it, but most people live their whole lives unaware of it because they never met their true love.

Muichiro has a lot of wishes,but joining those people is never one of them.

He can feel them,the flowers have been growing for years now, since the boy realized his true feelings for his best friends during their first year together at Kimetsu Academy .

It was a gradual process. One day Muichiro realized just how cute Nezuko looked when the sun hit her face just right, reflecting in her dark brown hair fading to orange flame tipped hair and her pale pink eyes and basking her skin in a special glow that Muichiro could never get his eyes off of.

Another day,the teenager realized how bright Senjuro's eyes shined whenever he looked up at the sky or he chatted with someone interesting.

Had Nezuko always been so passionate about seemingly random topics?

Had Senjuro always been so sweet?

It didn't matter, Muichiro realized, because he loved them now,and would continue to love them for as long as his body would allow him.

Telling them about Hanahaki was not worth risking the precious time they had . Even if Muichiro was condemned to a life of silent suffering, it was worth it to be by his beloved friends' sides.

Two years passed by like a breeze, a series of blissful moments filled with happiness and laughter. But Muichiro was not an idiot.

Time was running out, his caught was already letting blue petals fly from inside his throat. Breathing was getting harder by the hour, speaking was a long lost ability Muichiro never thought he would miss.

Without his voice, Muichiro had to get creative to compose his last goodbye.

It's a Sunday morning. Two teenagers are getting ready to go and have breakfast with their classmates,but are stopped by twin envelopes being shoved under their doors. By the time the teenagers open the door to check their identity, the messenger is long gone.

None of them think much of the envelopes, leaving them behind as they make their way downstairs.

They don't know it yet, but by waiting to open them, the fate of their best friend has been sealed.

By the time the teens open the letters, a corpse is about to be found In a bed. If it wasn't for the blue flowers coming out of his nose and mouth,Muichiro tokito could be mistaken for a sleeping kid. Peaceful, unharmed, alive.

A piercing cry resonates through the dorms, as Muichiro's best friends read the letters where the teen left his last farewell.


When I see you, the sun shines brighter. You are my sun Senjuro.

When I'm with you, the wind seems to carry the fresh aroma of spring. You are my spring Nezuko .

Soon I will be gone,but it will be ok for I know you will take care of eachother.

My love was never meant to be answered. I'm happy that in the chaos life turned out to be,I was able to spend the last few years by your sides.

Thank you senjuro, for giving me the strength to be Suneater every day. I'm sorry the name you chose for me will be wasted.

Thank you Nezuko , for showing me the kindness that allowed me to be myself without fear. I'm sorry I never got to be the lion you wanted me to be.

Soon I'm leaving, but I leave with no regrets behind my back.

I got to be a hero, I got to save people. I got to meet you.

I can feel the flowers creeping through my throat. It won't be long now before the vines take me home, back to the earth to my eternal slumber.

My time with you was short, but let this letter be my goodbye and my thanks.

Thank you, my loves, for showing me how to live.

If there is mercy in this world I'll see you in another life.

Goodbye,
Muichiro

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