[Giyu x Reader] My World Is at Peace With You

Chapter 42

Giyu's pov

I look to my side, Y/n running past me as I cut through the crescent moons, the silvery blue blade surrounded with white smoke. The snow deer spirit surfaces from the smoke onto the blade, its form becoming sharper as it becomes engraved on the silver nichirin metal.

'Y/n!' I yell as I see the white deer's mark appearing on her neck, the deer spirit shifting on the blade as the white light extends out from the blade once again.

'Come on!' Shinazugawa shouts, rushing forward with his sword on his side. I grip the hilt of my blade as Himejima-san restrains the demon once again, together with Genya's demon art.

The blade sinks deep into the demon as he struggles under the chains, and I force my feet to stay on the ground. From the corner of my eyes, I see one side of the bluish silver blade glint red, Y/n's arms trembling as the air vibrates through the sword. The blade burns with spirit flames, the white aura mixing with the red haze. The demon writhes under the tree engulfing him in place, forcing my sword out of its flesh that I squeeze the hilt harder, focusing on my feet on the floor.

'Giyu! Don't let him take your blade out!' I hear Y/n yell beside me, the white mark flashing silver as she forces the blade in deeper into the demon. Suddenly I feel my hands grow hot, the deep blue blade tainting with red heat as I push the blade forward.

////////////// 7 years ago //////////////

I try to blur out the sound of the hinoe-ranked girl wearing light blue haori with a braid talking constantly as she walks beside me towards the town of demon sightings, her having arrived just now but somehow talking non-stop since then.

'Do you think this demon will have special abilities? The ones I've killed this past few months have been all without any special powers so they were easy to take out.' She says as I feel the slight migraine creeping up onto my head from listening to her voice for the past minute.

'You never told me your name!' She says, making me jump as I feel her hand suddenly on my shoulder. I quickly slap her hand away, looking down at the girl looking lost as she brushes her hand.

'Tomioka Giyu.' I say, hoping she would finally leave me alone after this.

'L/n Y/n. You act kind of weird. Why do you get scared so easily? Shouldn't you be able to tell who's about to reach you from behind if you are a kinoe?' She says with a laugh, her amused voice ringing in my ear as she flicks her braid back from her shoulder.

'.....' I only look straight ahead as we walk towards the town, her gaze still on me as if to expect an answer.

'You use water breathing right? Do you think spirit breath and water breath would work well together?' She says, her eyes still looking up at me.

'I hate talking so don't talk to me.' I say instead, trying to get rid of her voice ringing around me. She frowns again, her expression looking confused with dot eyes as I walk past her. I hear her quickly walk up to me, her braid almost hitting me in the face as she jumps to catch up.

'Doesn't it get boring to walk in silence for hours?' She asks, her looking like she has not got the message.

'.....'

'Do you not get bored?'

'.....'

'Tomioka!'

'....'

'Heh? You're weird! Do your friends even understand you?'

'I said stop speaking, L/n!'

'Iye!'

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The strand of old memory seeps into my consciousness, Y/n's younger face overlapping with her next to me as her hands tremble holding the hilt of her blade. I feel the sweat bead my forehead gripping the sword as the demon's skin somehow grows thicker, my hands growing sore from the force.

Y/n's pov

'It's the sun spirit! Hold your blade tight!' You tell the others, holding the opening of the spirits as you pull the flaming spirits of the sun through. You see the spirit forces pour through the opening, attaching onto the pillars' blades as you strain your hands on your own hilt aimed at the demon.

Suddenly you feel the opening close, the sun spirits being cut off from the material world as you feel the air rush past you. You cough out blood as your back hits the wooden pillar behind, gripping the blade on your hand.

'Did he.... throw out the blades from his bare body..?' you hear someone say from the back, the demon facing the others with a deformed sword.

'What is that thing' Himejima-san says next to you, gaining back his chained boulder.

'Your blades will turn red from the sun spirits. They should stop him from regenerating. We can't keep going like this forever. We need to finish him quick.' You tell them, wiping the blood from your arm.

'Spirits....I remember. That so great swordsman who went mad after I killed my human brother. Your kind always bothered me...always using whatever is not from this world..bending the rules.' The demon hisses out as he grips the deformed sword, stepping closer.

'Not that it matters. You will die before 25 years of age from that cursed mark. I can tell that some of you are even older already. You might die this very night.' The demon says, his six eyes shifting over you all one by one, focusing on the deer crest on your neck. You feel Giyu next to you stiffen, his eyes widening as he touches his mark on his cheek with trembling fingers.

'Well I won't let anyone die tonight.' You say as you take the blade back from your side, pulling your feet up to stand back on the ground.

////////////// 5 years ago ////////////

As you step into your room in your family estate, you see your new uniform and the nichirin blade placed neatly on your bedding, the sunlight falling calmly through the window as the sun sets over the Nichiguro mountain. The gold buttons shine proudly against the jet black fabric, the dark sheath of your sword glistening as the sun reflects onto its sleek surface. Kneeling down in front of them, your hand grazes over the front of the sturdy uniform, tears stinging from the back of your eyes.

Yui

Sakura

Haru,

I made it.

I became one of the best.

You see the faces of the other three children in your mind, the gold buttons glinting as you hold the uniform in your hands. Putting it to the side, you take the nichirin sword, unsheathing the blade with one hand. The metal shows in its usual bluish silver, the new engravings glistening under the light.

Akki Messatsu

You touch the even engraving on the sword, the curves of the letters feeling somewhat ethereal under your fingers as your skin senses the strength of the cold nichirin metal.

These are yours.

I will destroy all demons for you all.