Do It For Him

But You Remind Us So Much Of Her

"I'm going to tell you something." Zenitsu blinks down at him. Blood and tears dripping on Uzui's shirt. "My wife, Suma," Uzui looked to the side, smiling. "You remind me so much of her. That's why I've taken a liking to you. I know I shouldn't compare you to her. But, it makes me feel terrible when you get mad at me. So, I'm sorry." Zenitsu's lip quivered.

    "'kay..." Zenitsu got back up and reached his hand down. He smiled. Uzui grabbed his hand. Zenitsu blushed.

    "What kind of person was she?" Uzui looked at him. He smiled.

    "She was flamboyant, and so beautiful." Zenitsu smiled. "Sometimes, you look so much like her." Zenitsu blushed.

    "I-I see..."

    "Ah!" Zenitsu jolted. "I have to be giving assignments now. Shit." Zenitsu looked down.

    "Sorry... it's my fault. Now you're injured! I'm sor—" Uzui hit him on the head.

    "It's fine. It's just some scratches. I'll be fine." Uzui smiled and started walking to the door. Zenitsu grabbed his hand. Uzui turned around. He raised his eyebrow. "What?" Zenitsu blushed and yanked his hand back.

    "Sorry—sorry! I didn't mean to-I... I mean I did but-" Zenitsu started rambling. Uzui rolled his eyes.

    "Hey," Zenitsu looked at him. "Go clean yourself up." Uzui tilted his eyebrows and smiled. Zenitsu felt his cheeks grow hot. He looked down.

    "Chuntaro... I'm such an idiot-no-worse than that." After Zenitsu, took a shower, changed, and got patched himself up, he was ranting to Chuntaro. He heard a knock on his door.

    "Hello?" He opened the door. The most stunning girl he has ever seen, stood in front of him. He felt his palms get clammy. She had black long hair with orange ombre tips. She was small, smaller than him. He wore a pink cropped suit jacket with loose sleeves. The dress she wore was black and had a slid on the left leg. The mid-calf black boots she wore looked expensive. The laces were white. She had a cute pink bow in her hair, too.

    "U-m HI!" His voice cracked. He cringed at himself. She laughed.

    "Hello, Uzui-sama asked for you." Zenitsu nodded. They walked down the hallway and he couldn't help but stare at her. She was so pretty. "My name is Nezuko. You're Zenitsu-kun, right?"

She knows my name!

    "Uh, yeah. It's nice to meet you. Oh! Are you assigned to anyone." Nezuko smiled and nodded.

    "Rengoku-san is who I'm assigned to."

    "I see," Nezuko and Zenitsu looked at each other. He blushed and looked away. She smiled.

    "Okay, we're here." Zenitsu thanked her and knocked.

    "What." He sounded irritated.

    "I-it's me... you asked to see me?.." He heard Uzui get up and walk to the door. He opened the door and smiled.

    "Yeah, come in." His mood changed. Zenitsu's glad he isn't irritated with him. Uzui sat down at his desk and started typing something. Zenitsu fidgeted, thinking about that girl. Uzui printed something out.

    "Here," Zenitsu grabbed the papers. It had an address and pictures. It was of a man, late fifties, maybe. "Here's your first target." Zenitsu's face lit up.

    "Really!? I'm going on an assignment!" Uzui laughed.

    "Yeah, I trust you. I'll give you the run down." Uzui explained who he was about to assassinate. Zenitsu listened eagerly.