╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗ ✎Artist : Li Hao - Artstation also know as lihaolow on instagram ♔ Here is a little helper: ✏︎(y/n)=your name ✏︎(l/n)=your last name ✏︎(h/l)=hair length ✏︎(h/c)=hair color ✏︎(e/c)=eye color ♔ ⋆The words in italics represent thoughts.⋆ ♔ ✎Requested by Demonfirebreath666 ♔ Characteristics of the reader: ✏︎Strong ✏︎Obsessive ☏ ✏︎Lower-Moon Demon ♔ ⚠️WARNING⚠️ Spoilers at the end ╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝
Silver, white and golden. Such warm rays in the middle of the night. The forest was peaceful, except for one fact : the cries of a demon. Number 12 was going crazy sitting on the branch of an old tree. You smacked your head on a tree, causing you to bleed. "I can't keep going like this." You sniffed. "Blood, humans." You smirked but quickly covered your mouth. "No, that's mean! Bad, bad me!"
An odour. You immediately froze on the spot. *sniff sniff*
"Blood demon art, 5 heartbeats." Your body, your fingers, your toes. Everywhere on your body, you felt the arrival of an Hashira. You focused a bit more and saw what would go on in a few seconds later. The hair colour of the fire, warmth, the shine of a finely sharpened blade: Kyojuro Rengoku. "Rengoku-san?" Your (e/c) pupils widened like never and a huge smile plastered your face. The Flame Hashira was a real pleasure to look at. Passionate, strong, focused and smiling. He was truly inspiring. Using fire and yet never breaking a sweat. You had the chance to observe him fight many times. He never failed to impress you.
Branches broke, and the wind in the forest had changed, he was close! "Blood demon art, 1 heartbeat." A simple attack focused on the movements so easily, almost naturally you knew where he'd hit for up to 5 minutes in a row. You jumped off your tree and - now! - fell right in front of him.
Today, he would fight you!
"Oh my, Rengoku-san, hi!" you waved. One sharp move, no special attack, he aimed. But you had already predicted that so you executed your traditional backflip, your (h/c) swinging under the midnight rays. "So fast!" You clapped but didn't charge for any attack. You just stood, clapping and this made Rengoku feel extremely lost. A demon would usually attack immediately, desiring flesh and blood so why in the world when are you clapping? His fire eyes never left yours as he positioned himself at a calculated speed as in the to test the waters. His smile still glued to his face he said: "Flame Breathing First Form: Unknowing Fire" He flew toward you, and you cartwheeled, pushing the handle of his katana with your feet. He flew back, under the strength of your undead muscles. He didn't fly far as his feet were deep in the mud. It had rained today, after all. "Don't you see I just wanna chat?"
"I'm a slayer and you're a demon."
"Don't say things like that while smiling if you don't mean it in a good way. Each time I see you, you're smiling but you hate us, demons. It can give mixed feelings you know?"
"Mixed feelings?"
"Yeah, you're smiling. OH!" You smacked your fist in the palm of your hand. "Maybe it's because you're bloodthirsty? OMG SAME!"
"NO!"
"See? Mixed feelings! Disgust and judgment! Which is right, even you don't know!"
He positioned himself, obviously getting ready to end it. "I see. You don't wanna talk. All right." You focused your strength on your ankles and dashed. "Flame Breathing Fourth Form: Blooming Flame Undulation." The most beautiful burning circle appeared, his hair only adding to the magic. You hit repetitively through the flames. "So I was right about you...you're a man of principles. You'd never let go of them unless proven incorrect. I have to say that I'm jealous. I forgot how it feels to have principles."
"What's your obsession with feelings!?"
"I FORGOT! It's probably because of my master. He makes promises he never intends to keep. Yet I always fall into the trap. It makes me so sad. Does yours make you sad?" you cried as you finally reached skin, breaking his wrist. Thank to your prediction power, you knew precisely where his sword was at any time. Under the sound of his clenching teeth, you jumped away but not fast enough and...he was making another move? How did you not predict it? Oh! It had been five minutes..."Flame Breathing First Form: Unknowing Fire" You spinned? Turning in circle? Oh...no. It was just you head falling."Oh? I chatted too much...I forgot to repeat the movement. Ah..." You fell on the floor, eyes wide, starting at your body. You saw your own knees buckles, your hands reach your neck, desperately looking well, for you. I'm looking for my damn head. Pathetic. It started to break down, like a snowfall but from the earth. Piece by piece, you went floating toward the sky. You'd soon become...empty. You wouldn't even leave dust behind as if you just never existed. "Well, that was short."
You glanced at the man who freed you, putting his katana away and leaving the moment he saw your body disintegrate. His haori moved gracefully at his every step, it was beautiful. You had to tell him..."Wait Kyojuro Rengoku," you called. You could have expected him to keep walking, not giving you any more attention but he didn't. Was it pity or just his caring nature? "Don't fight Akaza."
"Is this a funny way to trap me?"
"If I had wanted to trap you, I wouldn't have chatted. I wouldn't have forgotten to repeat my demon art. I would have gone all out but...not against you." He frowned. "Don't get me wrong. It's not a question of ego. I don't deem you weak. Just...I've had the chance to observe you many times and..." You sighed. The truth was pitiful but you judged he deserved to hear it. "I got tired. I wanted it to stop but not at any price. You've impressed me and I chose you. I was so relieved when I smelled an odour. I thought..." finally, he's here." I forgot how it is to smile, a real smile. You always smile. Some may say it looks fake but I don't sense that at all. It's just who you are ; an unshakeable protective smile. You gained my respect. So as a gift, I offer you a warning. Once the passengers of the train are safe, leave, Kyojuro." And so, the remaining of your head disappeared in the air. (y/n) (l/n) was gone, a smile on her lips, a real one.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ I actually had a lot of fun making this (y/n) sound sad, and pitiful while also giving off b*tch feelings. MIXED FEELINGS, SEE!? AH THAT FELT GOOD. ANYWAY hope you liked it Demonfirebreath666 I sure had a lot of fun writing it.
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Sure, it was an antagonistic ending but it's really the vibe I felt was the right one for this one shot, with the characteristics you gave me. It just felt right to me you know? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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