Die Young, Dream On

déjà vu

Pov: Rengoku

It feels so cold here. Like I can't breath anymore. It feels as if I'm walking left and right, back and forth but not getting anywhere. I know it's pathetic, but. It's how I feel. I feel like I'm losing it. I feel like my mind isn't mine anymore. I'm usually the hopeful one, but it feels like I can't be me sometimes. It's like everyone wants me to be this happy, hopeful person, but honestly. Everything's gone to shit. There's no point anymore, and I'm tired. So, so tired.

"Kyojuro?"

That voice. That soft, joyful voice.

"Yes, Tanjiro?"

Pov: Inosuke

I can't stop thinking about that damn animal from the other day! I know Kanjiro really loved it, but I don't think he would keep it as a pet. I would take it in because I am the king of the mountain! And no one could tell me other wise! "That's it! I'll go hunt down a little foxy, hehe!" And so. I created my own new mission.

Mission: Find the Dumb Fox!

Pov: Tanjiro

"Hello, Kyojuro! Are you alright?" I asked, worried. I know he's not okay. I can sense anger and sadness. This isn't like him at all. But, maybe this is how he truly feels. "Oh. You can sense it, can you, Tanjiro?" I nodded losing my smile. "Well. I don't feel like getting into it, not like it's important, but-" I interrupted. "No! Whatever it is you're feeling Mr. Rengoku, it's always going to be important!" I huffed out, determined to make him believe me. "I.." He started. Not quite knowing how to finish it. "It's nothing." And he walked away. 'What... what am I supposed to do now?' I thought. 'Should I run after him? Or will that make this worse? I feel like I ruin a bunch of things, even if people say I don't. I just feel like I make everything worse.. but, it doesn't mean I can't help him. Well.... Try to help him.' And so, I rushed toward him! I grabbed his wrist and stood back on my heels making him stop. "Mr- Mr. Rengoku!" I cried out. "Please! Let's talk about it! I don't want you to be sad. I may not know what it's about, or if you even want to tell me, but I would like to help you feel better! Even if it's just a little bit." He looked into my eyes with only confusion on his face. He sighed, grabbed my hand and we started walking outside. "Kyojuro? Where exactly are we going?" He didn't answer me. 'So, I guess we just. Continue walking? Hah...'

"Over there." He said as he suddenly stopped. "Huh?" It was already close to dinner time, so it was pretty dark. But we were heading out to somewhere else, possibly to another Estate. Is it Kyojuro's? "This is my place. It's a bit messy, but it's home." He gave off the scent of sadness, yet. He still smiled.

We walked in. It was really messy, but I didn't mind. It just reflects on a persons mind. And he was evidently not doing well. "Wow." I stated, "It's so big!" I ran in the middle of the room spreading out my arms to exaggerate the space. "Haha. You're so funny, Tanjiro." He laughed a sweet laugh. I smiled. "So. What brings us here, Mr?" I said in an accent while he was walking towards a room. "You do accents? I would never had guessed. But, I just wanted to be somewhere other than places I can't breath." Oh. I tried to muster up words to make him feel better, but before I could speak he already walked into the kitchen. I walked behind him imagining grabbing his hand. "Would you like a drink, Lad?" I nodded. He handed me a water (speaking he doesn't want me to drink liquor), then going to sit down at the table. "Come, Lad. Sit with me. Let's talk." Wait. I'm getting déjà vu. Did.. did this already happen?

Oh.

It did.

When Kyojuro and I thought he was going to die that day.