Muinezu

The sword smith village

"Nezuko! Are you ready?" The brown headed demon slayer asked.

"Hmmph hmmn!" = I'm always ready! 

I say while giggling.  I walked a calm steady pace while trailing after my onee chan. He was all healed, but he had damaged his blade, again, so we we're off to the sword smith village to get it fixed.

"Its nice to just be you and me again Nezuko." Tanjiro started "Not that I don't like Zenitsu and Inoskue! But its nice to be with you." 

I beamed at his words. I grabbed his hand and started to hum our mothers melody.

"hmmph hmmn hmmh." = I like being with you too onee chan.

"Sorry, I can't understand what your saying." Tanjiro furrowed his brows and looked guiltily at me.

 I waved my hands around in the air and shook my head. "hmmph hmmn hmmmh hmmmph! hmmph." = You don't need to understand me Tanjiro! Muichiro is enough.

 Not being understood means I could talk about anything I wanted. I could curse at people and they wouldn't even know it. So I can talk about Mui all I want and onee chan wouldn't know. 

Onee chan sighed but continued walking.

We walked together for the whole night, talking some and then walking again in peaceful silence. When we arrived at the sword smith village I was staggering tiredly.

"Nezuko we've arrived." He looked worriedly at me. " I could have carried you in your box, you didn't have to walk the whole way." 

I shook my my head.

 I hate that box. Sure it's useful but it's so stuffy and small, I get slapped around too when onee chan fights a demon, so I will always try to walk.

 We walked into the village, but I couldn't remember what happened next because I fell asleep.

(I have NOT read the manga for the sword smith village arc! So I'm just gonna skip all of the fights and go to when Nezuko gets caught in the sun. Also, I don't know how Nezuko feels or what happens specifically in this scene but I do my best! Sorry if you don't like it)

IT BURNS!!! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO BAD!!!

I cry in agony as the sun pours its fiery heat onto me. I smolder in fire as my hands and face turn black and my skin falls of in papery flakey ashes. Tanjiro yells at me to run back, to hide in the shade of the trees. I almost do just that, but I look out to upper 6 as it charges towards the innocent villagers. They don't deserve this. 

I continue running forward.

Tanjiro needs me! I want to help! I want to follow him into the sun. I couldn't do it before and even though I would have died, I regret not going to him.

I try to keep up with my big brother and he falters in running after the upper demon. I fall. My legs are burned through, even in my final form I'm not good enough. My horn cracks and falls off in blazed chunks. My skin peels off. Onee chan gives up on going after the demon and turns back to me.

"Nezuko!" He cries.

Onee chan collapses in pain and fear. I burn and burn and I hear Tanjiro sob and sob.

 I will die soon.

But.

I don't want to die...

Can't I live? 

God must really loathe me...

Suddenly the sun doesn't burn anymore. 

It feels... Warm...

 Warm like it was before I became a monster. Warm like cherry blossoms... I feel like a spring flower bursting out from the thawing branches. It feels like a mothers love. I feel Whole... Is this what the sun really feels like? It's so powerful and so full of life. 

My Burns heal, my skin grows back and I stand up. My muzzle is gone, so I move my mouth to feel what it's like without a constricting piece of bamboo.  

"Nezuko?" 

I look down at the blemished Tanjiro he stares at me in shock. His beautiful brown-red orbs are wide in disbelief.

"Nezuko?" He repeats. He stands and walks forward, towards me. He's in tears and he pants with effort.

"M-m-morning" I say.

Wow? Is that my voice? When was the last time I talked?

"Nezuko!" Tanjiro cries, hugging me.

"Th-thank-Gods-Gods-thank-Gods ar-are okay." I stutter smiling, my pearly white fangs gleam in the now friendly sunlight. 

"Nezuko'' Tanjiro completely falls into me I swing my arm over his shoulders, to support him. 

I smile.

Maybe God doesn't hate me...